Date: Mon, 29 Sep 2014 11:10:25 +1030
From: wayne unknown <waynewriteswords@outlook.com>
Subject: Victor: Chapter 14

Disclaimers

I do not own the rights to any of the characters of the Marvel
universe. Any original characters referenced in this tale are my
intellectual property (I think, copyright law is confusing :S)

I know and care little about the sexuality of any of the creators, actors,
or characters involved in the Marvel universe. Similarly, this story
contains graphic descriptions of gay male sex. If that may offend you, I
suggest looking elsewhere for entertainment. Otherwise enjoy some smut. The
smut will be widespread and hopefully organic to character growth.

Partial credit goes to the story Mutation by Phoenixfire543 (on nifty) for
inspiring me to write my own variation on the whole superhero genre. His
protagonist inspired mine power wise, though mine varies a lot in
temperament and disposition.


Authors Note

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On with the story...



Saturday morning

I woke up 7 am next to a sleeping Mark. The new location confused me
momentarily until my memories caught up to events. Mark looked peaceful
asleep and I didn't have the heart to wake him up.

I closed my eyes and decided to try ranging to talk to Sean. Sean's early
morning lessons were educational and entertaining. Ranging my awareness
outwards from Mark's bedroom I spotted Jeremy in the kitchen in white y
fronts. I skimmed past him and the others in the apartment, my awareness
spreading throughout the building. I had a brief snap shot of all the
apartments, different decors and different furniture and differing amounts
of people most asleep at this hour. The most entertaining event in the
building was a straight couple on the 3rd floor having some early morning
sex.

I was envious; I opened my eyes and looked over at a soft and sleeping
Mark. I closed my eyes to focus and began again. I had one `eye' on Jeremy
as he sipped from a water bottle and other `eyes' focused on his band 2 of
them in his room and a couple on the sofa bed in the living room. They
intrigued me as they were all down to their underwear and their skinny to
defined bodies proved to be more entertaining than their average looks
while clothed. I was tempted to reach out and touch them with `hands' but I
restrained myself. I watched the unknown straight boy fucking his moaning
girlfriend as I stroked myself.

I held the essence of Mark's apartment building in my mind as a touchstone
for further ranging as my awareness spread further. I scanned through the
rooms of other buildings distracted from my original purpose, activating
and deactivating `eyes' for sneaky snap shots of occupants. Many snap shots
revealed rooms empty of people or containing dull sleeping people, old
people, ugly people and/or children. I decommissioned those `eyes'
instantly as the sight revealed nothing interesting or relevant. As my
awareness spread through city blocks I found more and more attractive
naked, semi naked and sexing men to perve on. I slid a finger inside myself
as I stroked myself faster.

Maintaining the effort of water surveillance during wanking grew
exponentially more difficult and the pressure on my skull with it. I ended
up dismissing all the `eyes' that weren't watching gay sex; it eased the
strain. As I watched unknown gay guys fucking I slid a couple more fingers
inside me. I fucked and stroked myself to a messy finish.

Now that I had relieved my horniness for the moment I could focus on my
original purpose. I dismissed all the `water eyes' restarting the ranging
outwards from where I had left off until I located the Xavier mansion. I
scanned through all the rooms to find Sean. He cuddled a naked Mike in his
bed. I wondered whether I should interrupt. I tried to move some water in
the room to poke Sean but nothing happened.

Sean's eyes opened suddenly surprising me and he said "Victor" which
preceded a sharp burst of pain in my head *Victor?*. The pain subsided
*Sorry Victor, not used to telepathic communication over this distance,
overcompensated a little with volume, are you okay?*

"I wanted to try out long distance psychic ranging with `water eyes' mixed
with a bit of scanning. I hoped you'd give me another lesson today if
you're not too busy. I tried long distance groping but it didn't work." I
whispered.

*For starters you don't need to whisper. Once I'm in your head you just
have to think the words and I'll be able to get the message since we're
more connected now. You've had some success with long range power use so
keep working at it you dosser. The block may be providing more resistance
than expected. However I don't have as much power as you and the effort of
maintaining this connection over this distance is draining me fast. I'll
make this short.

Today's lesson is about narrow beam searches, focusing all your mental
energy on a single result. Same theory as psychic probes but that's a
different discussion for a day when my head doesn't hurt.

Next time you try and chat to me over a long distance try to focus your
intent in a straight line as if you were firing an arrow of thought
straight into my room. That's all for now, my headache is getting worse and
you should probably refrain from any more ranging today. You're at risk of
becoming like Icarus if you aren't careful and overextend yourself. Perving
on an entire city is a hell of a thing to be doing.* I could feel his
bemusement through our connection.

*Thanks Sean, you're a great help, I'd be lost without you. I'll not use my
powers for the rest of the day, which shouldn't be too hard since I'll be
surrounded by humans all day.*

*Have a good first day at work. I'll work on your shield when I see you
next, it's too complicated to do long distance.*

*Thanks I probably won't be back till Monday. I should be safe from Xavier
till then*. The connection broke and my head pounded. I needed water.

I walked out of Mark's room naked; Jeremy busy frying 4 eggs on the stove,
his back to me.

"Good morning Jeremy ", I said, he turned around gaping as he glanced up
and down at my naked body.

"You're not shy" he said treating me to a lopsided grin. I sauntered over
to get a better look at him cock hardening as I sized him up. His white
Y-fronts bulged. "I'm cooking up some breakfast did you want some?"

 I dropped to my knees in front of him my mouth inches away from his bulge
and pointed to his hard cock "Can I have a sausage for breakfast?"

He looked over to where his friends were snoring on the couch "Fuck it,
sure" he said serving up the eggs on the plate before releasing his 9 inch
cock from its cotton confinement. I immediately went to work deep-throating
his big cock. He turned down the temp of the stove and pulled me off his
wet cock "On your hands and knees I'm going to fuck you fast, hard and
dirty". I got into position and he clamped his hand over my mouth before
slamming his cock deep in me. My moans were stifled as he fucked and
stroked me behind the cover of the counter.

He fucked me for several frantic and joyous minutes before groaning around
a mouthful of my shoulder as he exploded into me. He pulled out of me and
stood up wrenching up his underwear over his leaking twitching cock.

"Best breakfast I've had in a while." I stood up.

Jeremy chuckled handing me a plate of eggs "Now that you've had your
sausage, you can give these to Mark, he's got work soon". He piled 4 slices
of bread onto the plate. He went back to cooking his meal as if he hadn't
fucked me on the floor a minute earlier.

"I'll go wake him up", I went back to Mark's with Jeremy's load inside
me. I poked him in the ribs. Mark woke up slowly. "Morning sleepy head, we
have work shortly, Jeremy cooked you breakfast."

Mark nibbled at his breakfast in bed.

When Mark finished his meal we went off to have a shower together.

As soon as the bathroom door locked we stripped naked. Mark came to life
under the hot water smiling and kissing and groping me in the shower as he
lathered me up. He pressed his hard cock against my soapy hole slipping in
with little pressure. He fucked me hard in the shower. Ten minutes later he
blasted his load into me as I sprayed mine down the drain. We had a quick
rinse and lather and went back out wrapped in towels, looking clean.

There was some jeers and wolf whistles from the boys in between them
shoveling the remnants of a large bacon and egg breakfast into their
mouths. Mark ignored all the guys as he walked back to his room. I eyed up
them all up thinking their music would be more tolerable if they played in
their underwear.

"We're going to be late, here put these on" he handed over a pair of clean
briefs and tailored pants and shirt as he hurriedly dressed. They were
slightly too small for me but I couldn't complain as I had forgotten to
bring along a change of clothes. I'd been distracted by Wolverine/Poker
night.

We raced down to Mark's car. Mark drove us to work, foot heavy on the
accelerator.

We were late to work and Sandra waited at the counter looking smug "Mark
you are so dead, late and bringing a trick to work, Allesandro is going to
have your balls on a platter".

I laughed "I work here now actually" Sandra's expression shifted from shock
to anger to suspicion to her polite `clerk face'.

Facing Mark "Isn't that nice, he wanted to see you when you came
in". Turning to me ", I guess that means you too whatever your name was."

We went in to see him, I felt anxious about being late on my first day of a
new job.

"Morning men, running late today, are we?" Allesandro asked with a smirk.

"I'm sorry sir, I distracted Mark this morning."

"I bet you did, well try not to let it happen again, Mark you help Sandra
with the register while I induct Victor."

Mark left. "Let me make it up to you sir." Allesandro pulled out his hard
cock and I got on my knees and kissed it before licking it. He groaned, his
fingers clutching at my hair slamming his cock into the back of my throat
forcefully.

"Yeah take it". I unzipped my pants stroking my hard cock as Allesandro
fucked my throat. After a few minutes of that Allesandro stopped thrusting
and I had a chance to breathe. He turned me about yanking at my pants
before pulling me right onto his hard lap. I bit my lip to stifle my moans
as he bounced me on his hard cock. He held my cock in a vice like grip, the
faster I bounced up and down on his thick cock the better it felt. I moaned
out loud as my teeth slipped over my bloody lip. He covered my mouth with
his hand pushing me to the carpeted floor pounding me harder and faster. I
rocked back and forth in his grip until I blew a meager load onto the
carpet. He sped up the sounds of slapping flesh resounding off the wood
paneled room. He groaned as he unloaded into my well-used ass. We stayed
like that for a minute recovering our breath.

I spent the rest of the day learning about my new job from Mark. He taught
me how to use the register; the virtues of the various fabrics, cuts,
labels and popularity of designs. Mark and I didn't have breaks at the same
time. It was quiet with Sandra dealing with the few male customers that
came in.

During Lunch I went to the staff toilets to phase as the unaccustomed
tedium of working drained me mentally and physically. I felt dissatisfied
by the need to hide my powers by visiting the toilet; it felt worse than
high school in some ways. I didn't like the need for deception. However I
didn't know if Mark or Allesandro would accept a mutant in their lives.

I wasn't sure what to do about the situation though. At some point I'd have
to tell Mark about being a mutant and see how that worked out. Mark was my
first gay human friend but would he still like me if he knew the truth?

I couldn't do it yet. This job was crucial in allowing me to gain
independence from Xavier's charity and my family's desire to cocoon me in
their expectations. At least I only had to lie to Mark about one aspect of
my life. At least I made some progress; I didn't feel the need to hide my
sexuality though my mutant status troubled me.

Mark had a male customer in his early 40's needing assistance, I tagged
along watching him measure and dress him. Then the work day was more or
less over, I got some cash in hand directly from Allesandro at the end of
the day.  Allesandro said "You get an hourly rate and commission on
sales. More you sell the more you earn. "

We had a quick pit stop at Mark's to get showered and changed before
Tom's. Mark convinced me to go in a white jockstrap and nothing else. I
drove Mark's car while on his hard lap.

When we arrived there were a few people having quiet drinks on the
couch. Tom and James met us at the door "Welcome back" Tom hugged me and
kissed me and groped my bare bottom while wearing a black jockstrap. Mark
received a similar greeting from James but with more groin grinding. Mark
and I exchanged a look, disengaged and swapped places. I had my hands down
James's pants stroking his hard 11 inch cock while he fingered my lubed
hole, I got on my knees trying to devour his massive cock but it was beyond
me.

"Answer the door for us" James said to the unknowns. James dragged me to
their bedroom, Tom and Mark trailing us as Mark stripped.  James pushed me
face down onto the bed "Hot little ass" he pulled my butt cheeks apart
before sliding his tongue into my hole. "This might hurt" he said before he
jammed half of his big cock into me. I opened my mouth wide to scream and
Tom filled my mouth with his cock. Mark getting in behind him fucking Tom's
white ass. James slid all the way inside me the kink of his cock stretching
me as his bf fucked my face. I was sandwiched between the two men as they
dominated me entirely, using my holes for their pleasure. James cried out
"FUCK YEAH" firing his cum into me. The second after he pulled out of me
Tom took his place while Mark's cock filled my mouth. Tom thrusted into me
a dozen times before adding his cum to his bf's fresh load meanwhile Mark
dumped his load into my mouth.

We lay there for a while recovering for a while before Tom took me off for
a shower, James stayed with Mark. Tom took his time lathering me up and
soaping up my ass and we ended up having a nice slow leisurely fuck in the
shower as more boys arrived. When we returned to the bed James lay on his
back as Mark rode his hard cock with a wide smile. 2 other brown haired
boys were 69ing next to them. A couple of other guys were watching half
naked and stroking their cocks through pants... Tom shrugged at the sight
"want to grab a drink?"

"Definitely," we had a few drinks and a dance. He went off to greet his
guests with hugs, kisses and/or gropes. After he left I tried to mingle but
the music was loud and the boys were hard and horny and more often than not
my jockstrap was gripped as I dirty danced with one boy as I was fucked by
some unknown from behind. After 3 unknowns dumped their loads in my ass I
got off the dance floor to get more alcohol. The fucking felt unsatisfying
after being pounded by James and Tom.

I talked with this very muscular 20 something African American with very
thick lips and I ended up doing tequila shots off his naked body. We got
very drunk together and he fucked me doggy style on the floor as some
unknown face fucked me. The unknown blasted a bitter load down my throat
that I washed down with more tequila and my new buddy pulled me onto his
lap kissing me. I liked the contrast of his skin against mine. I may have
said something drunkenly about wanting his black cock to rip my white ass
apart. I'm not sure. He bounced me on his cock anyway, his lips rough on
mine as he fucked me while 3 boys wanked in our faces watching us. I came
on him, my white cum glistening on his dark skin, I rubbed it over him and
he chuckled and kept fucking me. He blew inside me groaning triggering the
other 3 guys to blast their loads all over my face.

I somehow ended up in the bathroom draining one hard cock after another
before they used the toilet. One guy used my mouth as a toilet which was
gross. After that acrid experience I said "no pissing in me" before I put
any of the hard cocks in my mouth and pointed to the bath tub guy "piss in
his mouth if you want that stuff". Apparently sex parties made it hard to
stay soft long enough to piss judging by the volume of hard cocks I sucked
off. Mark found me on my knees sucking away and he dragged me back to Tom's
bed shaking his head.

Sunday morning

I woke up to groans and a rocking bed. I looked around the room with an
`eye'; Tom's bright red face matched his red hair and pubes as he fucked
Mark. James hard cock nestled in my butt crack rubbing against my lower
back. A naked boy sprawled face down arms and legs spread out like a
starfish and a trail of cum leaking out of his ass on the floor. James
whispered "morning" in my ear and slid his hard cock into my hole. My head
pounded as blurry memories of last night asserted themselves. I felt
embarrassed. Luke was right I acted like a gay nympho. I should probably do
something about that later. James grinded into me and I reached out to
touch Tom's ass. He smiled at me fucking Mark faster, I slid a finger into
his moving ass and he grinned wider. He was slick so I slid in a couple
more. James pushed me onto my stomach fucking me full speed next to Tom.

James and Tom fucked us as the same tempo as I held onto Mark's hand. I
tried kissing him but James pinned me down fucking me harder and Mark's
grip tightened on my hand as Tom sped up too. They both groaned as they
sped up and dumped their loads into us. They slumped on top of us. I smiled
content.

While we all recovered our breaths I closed my eyes awareness spreading
outwards from the bedroom. I could see the outcome of last night's sex
party, a dozen naked and semi naked boys in the living room scattered on
the couches and on the floor. I spread my awareness outwards as a circle a
few city blocks before remembering Sean's advice. When I oriented my
current location in the city I shot a mental arrow in Sean's
direction. Sean lay naked in his brother's arms.  He woke up and smiled in
the direction of my water eye.

*Good morning buddy I see you took my advice about narrow beam searching
today, you're coming through loud and clear.*

"What do you mean? I didn't even say anything yet."

*When you use your `water eyes' to remote view, a portion of your
consciousness inhabits it. I can sense your psychic signature with my
telepathy. Today you didn't drain your mental energy before contacting
me. It's how I knew it was you last Sunday morning, your psychic presence
left a trace, plus the water appearing out of nowhere was a fairly obvious
clue.*

"So every time I look around with water eyes I split up my consciousness
and anyone can tell?"

*Not everyone, just me and maybe some other telepaths depending on their
level of attention. It's easier for me as I can sense the echo of my power
through our psychic network. I can track you anywhere as long as you still
have my psychic shield in you because you're part of me now.*

"That might explain how Jean knew about me using `water eyes'."

*That's odd; the mental shield must be weaker than I thought. Even though
the shield is incomplete it should stop class 3 probes and that's usually
as high as Xavier goes to monitor the stress level of students. Jean
doesn't do any scans as far as I'm aware. On Monday I'll add more power to
the shield. My best guess is that while you were exploring the school
through `water eyes' she noticed being observed and scanned around her and
noticed your psychic presence. *

"There's still so much I don't understand about this psychic stuff."

*It's okay; some of this stuff is new to me too. I've been naughty and went
through Xavier's notes while he's at that symposium to find out more about
psychic phenomenon because of you.*

"So you're going to blame me if you get caught?"

*Not exactly what I meant but maybe. Because you convinced me to tamper
with Xavier's psychic block I've been spending a lot more time researching
psychic phenomenon than before your arrival. I need to make sure my brother
is aware of the dangers too now that he's developing psychic abilities
especially after Thursday's near disaster. *

"Sorry about that. I didn't know hugging was so dangerous."

*More my fault than yours for not explaining the dangers and entertainment
of the psychic landscape but I see you've had an entertaining time since we
last spoke.*

"It's sort of creepy and reassuring that I don't need to explain stuff to
you."

*Sorry, the lines can get so blurry so quickly for a psychic hence why I
said I didn't bother looking for a guy to date. It's so hard to resist the
temptation to find out what he thinks about you. However my brother's mind
has become slippery to probe which excites me. I have flashes of guilt
about the incest sometimes.* Sean's cock rose to full hardness and he
turned over rubbing up against his naked brother *Not often, he's such a
greedy bottom boy and he loves fucking my ass so it doesn't feel like I'm
taking advantage of him.*

Mike moaned in his sleep.

"I'm not too concerned about privacy but it does make it harder to have
normal conversations about stuff other than psychic training when you
already know what I've been up to lately. I'm never sure whether you know
it already."

*I see your point, I've got an idea* he paused for a minute as Mike woke up
and kissed Sean. Sean nudged Mike's shoulder and Mike turned over and Sean
slid into his hole smoothly. Mike rocked back and forth and Sean slammed
into his brother's hole with greater speed and force. Sean paused with his
hard cock buried deep in his brother and started nibbling on Mike's
shoulder. Sean reached underneath Mike and stroked his younger brother's
rock hard cock.

"Morning little bro."

"Morning big bro, I love you" Mike replied, bucking his hips wildly,
fucking his brother's fist and impaling himself over and over again on
Sean's cock.

"God" Sean groaned "I'm so going to hell for fucking my little brother, but
you've got such a hot ass and I can't resist."

"Fuck me bro, fill me with your juice".

Sean slammed in harder into his younger brother's horny ass and added a
load of fresh cum into Mike.

"That was hot," I said.

"Fuck, sorry Victor, I forgot all about you," Sean said out loud.

"Victor? Where's Victor?"  Mike said lifting his head and looking around
curious and confused.

"I was chatting to him before psychically and then I got horny and
side-tracked, I'll patch you in Mike."

I felt Mike's mind being added to the conversation like a mental 3 way
chat.

"Hey Mike, looks like you're having a good morning too."

"Um yeah, it's good." He blushed. Mike was adorable, being shy about having
sex considering our recent sexual interactions together.

I opened my eyes and looked over at the boys, Tom and Mark slept as James
stared vacantly at the ceiling on his back. He sported a semi of around 8
inches. I reached out and stroked it, in the back of my mind I could feel
Sean and Mike's interest focusing on the growing cock in my hand.

Mike asked "How's your weekend?"

Sean responded with *watch this* and a torrent of images flowed through our
minds, with all the sexual highlights since getting to Tom's after
work. Getting tag teamed by James then Tom, then getting fucked by Tom in
the shower and even the couple of random guys who fucked me during the
party and then waking up and getting fucked by James again. It was hotter
reliving it with Mike's enthusiasm reverberating through the
connection. The memory replay made me feel like my life was a porno movie
and that I had just watched the porno trailer version of it. A lot of the
boring parts of the memories were gone, leaving only the highlights mostly
a slide show of me being fucked by various boys in various positions and
how it felt at the time.

Mike flipped Sean onto his stomach forcing his hard cock into Sean's tight
hole. Through our connection I could feel Sean adjusting to the girth of
his brother's thick cock and Mike's enjoyment of the warm vice like grip
around his hard cock. I opened my eyes briefly to sit on James's kinked
cock and closed my eyes bringing the brothers back into view mentally and
visually. Watching the brothers fucking with an `eye' while experiencing
their every sensation through our mental link was so hot.

Sean amped up the pleasure by mentally replaying his sexual memories from
the previous night, it was a bit choppy and played like an action
trailer. He had found his brother getting double penetrated by Lachlan and
Spark and had dragged his brother back to their room. Once there Sean bent
a naked Mike over and roughly fucked him doggy style until he came deep in
him. Then they lay cuddled together kissing before stroking, sucking, and
flip flop fucking each other ending with Sean's legs over Mike's shoulders
as he came deep inside him while kissing. I could feel every pulse of
Sean's cock as he relived the sensations of fucking his brother and being
fucked before sleep claimed them both.

Their current fucking increased speed and intensity as we all enjoyed those
memories as Mike fucked his older brother while Sean stroked his cock
rapidly. I could feel the ripples of pleasure building from them both as
they got close. Mike unleashed into Sean triggering Sean's second orgasm of
the morning. Their brotherly love was sweet and filthy and the sensation of
two orgasms followed by the drifty afterglow overwhelmed the mental channel
and pushed me over the edge. I climaxed spectacularly all over James's
chest and stomach.

Sean eventually continued *so yeah psychic lesson today, memory replay can
be fun for sharing memories, works best with strong memories, either recent
memories or memories with strong associations. Love, hate, violence, rage
tend to leave indelible memories.*

"Like Friday morning then? Having your memories felt initially weird but
it's so much faster working off your memories than learning through trial
and error through suggestions."

*Well it does have it benefits but there are also risks. I'm exhausted now
and I can't maintain the connection any longer. We'll talk about it
later...*

The connection broke off, leaving me alone in my own mind. James's hard
cock throbbed within me; he hadn't cum yet. I opened my eyes and saw him
grinning at me "lost in your own little world?"

"I suppose so" he flipped me over onto my stomach, stirring the others and
slammed his long cock into me, rubbing against my prostate with every
thrust. I felt exhausted suddenly, the absence of Sean plus the drinking
and the long distance mental communication taking its toll.

Mark woke up drearily "Fuck! I have to get to work soon, come on Victor,
get your ass into gear" he said impatiently.

James said "His ass is definitely working for me" as he kept slamming into
me picking up speed, Mark left along with Tom and I soon heard the sound of
the shower running as James kept fucking me.  I could hear moans and thumps
from the bathroom as James kept fucking me seemingly undaunted by all the
previous sex.

Tom and Mark came back looking flushed and with semi hard cocks swinging as
they walked in to James still fucking me Mark said "I think we used up all
the hot water, Victor I think you're going to need to have a cold shower,
which is good because you have to be quick, I'm going to head off in 5
minutes". Mark picked up his clothes off the floor dressing.

James sped up and dumped another load in me.

I hopped into the shower as James settled back down for a nap. I turned the
water up to full switching to water state for a couple of seconds absorbing
some of the water for more energy. I heated the water with my power
scouring my flesh of all impurities accumulated through all the sex. Out in
2 minutes I pulled on my less than pristine white jockstrap. Mark had
dressed, James was asleep and Tom had dragged the starfish boy into bed
fucking his ass as we waved goodbye.

I didn't know how I was going to manage a day of work in my jockstrap. I
really needed to bring spare clothes to change into if I was going to be
clubbing/ sleeping over at Mark's or Tom's.

Mark drove to the store and left me to wait in the car as he went upstairs
to fetch me clothes. I yanked them on.

Mark and I got called into Allesandro's office his mouth a thin hard line
of annoyance, understandable since we were 20 minutes late.

"Boys while I do enjoy fucking both of you, this is your work place and you
need to show up on time. Sandra called me up this morning irate about
having to open the shop alone. Luckily I was able to salvage the
situation. However you'll both need to be punished. Lean against the
table."

"Yes sir."

Allesandro yanked down Mark's pants and underwear spanking his ass hard on
both cheeks with stinging slaps. He yanked down my pants and must have seen
my stained jockstrap because he laughed and slapped my ass playfully.

"Mark, you go help Sandra. I'm going to fuck your new coworker's brain
out".

He slid in deep in a single thrust stretching my practically virginal ass
(post phase) out wide while I bit my lip to stifle my scream. "Fuck you're
tight today." As his precum coated my insides the fucking became smoother
and more enjoyable "MMM YEAH" he dumped his thick load into me.

I walked out to see Sandra smug as she stated "you're not going to last
much longer if you keep rocking up late". I shrugged.

Allesandro and Sandra left after the lunch hour break. After they left Mark
kissed me and said "we can get into some real mischief now that we have the
shop to ourselves".

"What about the cameras and possible customers?"

"I forgot about the cameras. There aren't any in the change rooms due to
legal reasons. I've got a fun idea."

"What?"

"It's a surprise."

I busied myself with checking the stock while Mark texted on his
phone. This place didn't appear to get many customers.

Half an hour later an attractive older man in a business suit in his early
to mid-30's walked in. He reminded me a little of Luke in the way they both
moved with visible confidence, posture straight shoulders swinging. I felt
an instant attraction because of that minor similarity even though there
were many differences between Luke and him. This man was older, had hair
the color of wheat, couple of inches shorter, bulkier around the shoulders
and hips.

Mark said "Why don't you take care of the customer". Mark winked smiling.

I showed the customer a suit I thought would look good on him and suggested
he try it on in the change room as I waited outside. He pulled me into the
room asking for a measurement in his underwear with an impressive
bulge. His bulk turned out to be more muscular than the clothes suggested,
flat stomach, big pecs, strong legs. He dropped his underwear revealing a
9.25 inch cock. I took the obvious hint and sucked his cock. "Get naked", I
did. He got down on his knees behind me and rimmed me his thick tongue
licking and pushing in deep. I wondered if he tasted Allesandro's
load. "You've got the sweetest little ass I've tasted."

"Thanks. You've got a hot tongue." He turned me about, my cock slapping his
face "Sorry".

"That's okay son" before I could question his use of the word son his
tongue lapped at my balls which felt so good before devouring my whole
cock. I grabbed onto his head fucking his mouth and he responded by
fingering my hole and sliding two thick fingers deep within me.

I groaned "Oh fuck yeah daddy... fuck me..." At that he bobbed faster
around my cock, sliding another finger into me and finger fucking me hard,
I exploded in his mouth. He swallowed down every drop of my cum.

"Mark was right" before I could ask what he meant by that he had turned me
around and slammed his thick cock into me. I moaned as he slid inside me,
he covered my mouth fucking me hard until "TAKE IT BOY!" and he paused
holding me tight as he fired several spurts of hot cum into me.

Mark bursts into laughter once Peter and I exited out of the changing room
disheveled. Luckily there were no other customers around to see us.

"What's so funny?"

"This is the real Peter Hale. Luke's father."

"FUCKING HELL." I bury my growing rage and guilt to deal with later.

 "How do you know Luke?" Peter asked brow furrowed.

"I go to school with him..." I reply.

"And sleeps with him" Mark continues.

"So you're a?"

"Yes"

"What kind?"

"Water control mostly."

"I'm Minor Earth."

"Like Luke then?"

"He's much stronger which is why he had to go..."

"What are you guys talking about?" Mark asked confused. Now that he doesn't
look so smug about his surprise it's easier to contain my rage. However I
feel saturated in guilt.

Peter Hale said "I think we should talk privately" as he dragged me into
the changing room. He pushed me to the floor "do you fuck my son?"

"He fucks me..." I reply.

"Damn" Peter unzips the pants releasing his hard cock as he fumbles at my
pants before pulling them down to my knees. He lifts my legs up and fucks
me again.

I grip his shoulders as he fucks me, his metal belt buckle slamming my
balls. I try to ignore the pain.

"Does he fuck you like this?"

"Sometimes."

"Do you like it?"

"Fuck yes."

"Do you like his daddy's cock fucking you?"

"Yes, "I moaned "love it"

"Do you like his?"

"I love his most. I love ..."

"Him?"

I paused biting my lower lip blocking off my traitorous mouth. Peter smiles
and kisses me hard fucking me harder on the floor. I slide both hands over
his hair before grabbing a chunk of hair pressing him closer as I tap his
moving butt with the heel of my foot. He takes the hint and fucks me harder
grunting into my mouth as he cums again into me. As he settles he bites my
neck digging deep.

"OWWW"

"That's so you don't forget me when my son fucks you next."

"Did you want me to tell him that you fucked me if he asks about my
hickey?"

"God no."

He pulls out looking down on me hard cock slick "Then why?"

"Don't tell Luke. Promise me."

"Ok then. I promise. It's not like I'm eager to tell him that his dad
pumped a couple loads into me while I was at work."

"This was probably a bad idea."

"Are you bi or straight?" I asked confused. I don't think Luke had ever
told me whether his parents were separated or not.

"I'm bi, is Luke?"

"No... "

"But he fucks you. "

"Yeah I don't know lots of straight guys fuck me lately. The reality is
more confusing than it is hot". I sigh depressed. "What was Mark right
about?"

"Here" Peter Hale tucked in his cock and reached out with his other hand. I
took it and he pulled me up. I looked Luke's dad over. He looked great in
the suit I had selected "Mark informed me he had a horny new coworker and
that you loved oral and anal sex and you tasted great and I should visit
you for some epic sex." He kissed me squeezing me tight. "You're definitely
a tasty twink and I'll take this suit and another while I'm here."

I laughed suits being the last thing on my mind. I pulled up my pants, ass
squelchy as I walked around as I picked out a similar suit in his size. He
paid for them at the register with a different card. The total cost ended
up in the four figure mark but Peter Hale didn't even blink at the price.

Peter Hale left after giving me his business card. It had his name number
and occupation: CEO of a major pharmaceutical company. I pocketed the
card. Aggravated by Mark I spent the rest of the shift ignoring
him. Allesandro came in at the end of the day and congratulated me on my
major sale and handed me a wad of high denomination bills. I received a 10%
commission off the sale. Allesandro mentioned that while I could borrow
store clothes to wear at work I could also buy them with a staff discount
at a significantly reduced price later.

"I'll think about it," I said.

At the end of the shift I went back to Mark's to pick up my abandoned
clothes. Jeremy lay naked on the couch watching porn stroking his
cock. Jeremy looked surprised to see me. Maybe it was the suit I wore that
confused him.

"Jeremy this is Victor, Victor this is Jeremy."

"Hey" Jeremy

"We've already had sex." I replied.

"Oh".

I went off to his room abandoning the conversation to change out of my
borrowed suit into my `slut outfit' since I had nothing else to wear. Next
time I'd be more organized. When I returned to the living room Mark was
naked beneath Jeremy with his mouth covered being fucked hard.

"I'm off guys." Jeremy waved and Mark tried to say something but I didn't
care to hear it then.

I carried my folded borrowed suit outside stained boxer briefs hiding
between the clean clothes.

I spent the next hour on the hunt for a water proof case. The first store I
found I bought something and shoved my clothes into the bag that came with
purchase. I found an expensive water proof metal briefcase with combination
lock; I thought it was a prudent investment in security. I deposited the
cash in the case.

I flew back at sunset in an ice sphere. I drop my bag at the edge of the
lake and strip down to nothing and turn to ice and jump into the lake
sinking with the metal case. I dig up a small section of the bottom of the
lake with water to make room for the case I bury it a foot deep in a thin
ice cube surrounded by Earth. I freeze the mud around it to make it
difficult to anyone else to get to. I get out and dressed and move back to
my room unseen.

"LUKE!" I cry out as Luke is covered in dirt eyes closed in his bed in his
underwear unmoving. Sand scatters spiraling upwards into his bowl as Luke
opens his eyes to look at me.

"Hey I thought you weren't coming back till Monday." I calm down as I
realize he's fine and I shake my head feeling stupid.

"Change of plans I needed some downtime from all the craziness."

Luke chuckled "And you came back here for normal?"

I laughed too at the absurdity. In this room I felt safe with
Luke. Everywhere else had become problematic. "You're here."

Luke smiled and moved closer to me "Looks like you've been busy" pointing
at my neck.

"Um yeah what you've been up to?"

"I got bored without you around to entertain me so I figured I'd play
around with sand since Sean said you probably wouldn't be back till
Monday. You didn't mention that you're a class 5 mutant."

"Does that matter?"

"No but it explains some of the weirdness around you."

"I've heard that I'm weird and paranoid a lot since getting here."

Luke chuckled. "You are weird Hound. Did you come home with a couple loads
in you?"

"Yes..."

"Hot, fucking your sloppy hole makes me so horny. When you rode all my
friends Friday I wanted to pin you down and fuck you over and over again."

"What about what you were doing?"

"I can pick that up later I'm horny now. Up for a rough fucking? I haven't
blown since Friday."

"Sure."

He strips off his underwear and I strip off my clothes. We meet in the
middle for a naked hug and he throws me onto my bed face down and fucks
right into his daddy's load. I cry out in pain, his firm grip painful on my
fresh wound.

"That's what you get for allowing someone else to mark you. You're mine" he
pulls at my hair yanking my head up as he bites the other side of my
neck. His teeth digging deep into my neck, his tongue swipes the space
between before sucking hard. I like it and it hurts. He lets go and it
throbs and aches already "No matter how many other boys fuck you I was your
first and you're mine" Luke pulls out "On your back, legs up" I scrambled
to comply.

Luke looked down at me and patted my head "good doggy do you want a bone
for a treat?"

"Woof" in my best imitation of a dog as I could as I nodded.

He chuckled "Roll over doggy" I stared at him confused and he slapped my
chest "ROLL OVER"

I did and he slid into me forearm tight against my adam's apple and my
fresh father son bites "ow."

"I didn't tell you to speak. You're my doggy you'll only talk when I tell
you to" I nodded unsure but willing to see where this went. "Tell me you
agree."

"Yes Master".

Luke smiled "that's more like it" he fucked me harder for a while as I
bucked and grinded beneath him rubbing my cock against the mattress before
Luke grunted and blasted a thick load into me.

He subsided and we lay there for a while as he patted my hair. I could feel
myself drifting off to sleep my body relaxing in his arms as he caresses me
before he thrusts forward hard with his hard cock pulling at my hair. "OW"

"I'm not done with you yet. Roll over" He pulled out and I rolled over onto
my back legs up. This time he entered me slowly while kissing me tenderly
with slow gentle thrusts as I stroked myself carefully anxious not to blow
too soon as I caressed his back. God it felt good. (I loved him but I
couldn't have him and this sweet gentle love making was exquisite torture
on my heart).

After some period of time I couldn't hold back any more and came all over
Luke's hard washboard abs.  He laughed and sped up and I rubbed and licked
and bit on his nipples which spurred him onwards and he grunted adding
another load into me.

"You're the best." I said

"I'm sticky and sweaty that's what I am but I can't be bothered having a
shower now." He looked straight into my eyes "I like you, you're my
favorite roommate."

"I..." My heart raced as hormones fought against intellect. Intellect
won. "Like you too."

Luke chuckled "You like my cock that's for sure" he said pulling out cock
deflating now and pulling me against to spoon me "but you like lots of
cocks".

"I also like your face."

"Fucker" he said slapping my abs "No phasing away my hickey. I want people
to know you're mine."

I giggled nervous. "What about the other hickey?"

"Fucker. I forgot about that. He nudged me onto a weird angle so he could
see my neck "I can fix that" He opened wide clamping his mouth over the
hickey his dad had given me sucking on it hard teeth deep into my neck for
a long time. As I moaned from the pleasure/pain I worried about what to do
about the secret I had from Luke. If I told him would I cause the breakup
of his family? I didn't want to be responsible for that. Would he hate me
if he found out? I didn't know if I could survive Luke's hatred.

He eventually released my neck. My neck felt like it was on fire from the
double dose of hickeys. "OWW"

"Now they're both mine as you are Hound. You're my doggy and you'll do what
I say right."

"Yes Master."

"Yeah... God damn it I'm going to have to fuck you again. Turn out the
light will you." I did so with a `hand' as Luke held me close and fucked me
again in a bear hug on our sides.

He blew and fell asleep slipping out of me as he softened while I stared at
his bed for a long while as his breath slowed and his grip on me
released. I gave it another 20 minutes before I fetched my journal and a
few pens and moved down to the Lake to make a new deposit.

I updated the journal with all of the activities of the weekend. I felt
very guilty about having sex with Peter Hale, Luke's dad. FUCK. From now on
I needed to screen everyone before sexing or groping them. Finding out that
I was immune from STD's I thought I could have all the sex I wanted with no
consequences. Today proved that anonymous sex could have unforseen
complications.

I lifted all the water in the lake above me as I walked to my new hiding
spot to hide this dangerous secret. It was probably time to talk to Sean
about my biggest secret. I'd tell him tomorrow maybe he could help fix me.

From now on I'd have to journal at night. As I sought out the spot I
discovered it had collapsed in on itself. The dirt caving in around and
into the melted ice making the whole thing muddy mess.

 I raised the suitcase out of the ground with `hands' and deposited the
journal and pens in it along with a pencil. I placed the case on the muddy
soil before pulling down some of the water and washing the case clean
before placing it on an ice platform 3x3 feet. I shaped more water into an
ice cube with walls 2 inches thick around the case. Holding the large
volume of water above me against gravity taxed my flagging stamina. It had
been an exhausting day. I had to hurry before my energy reserves ran out
entirely. Using water I excavated a hole 2 foot deep into the muddy soil.

I covered the ice box in thick layers of mud draining the water out of the
mud until it was dry earth around the ice box. Then I squeezed the dirt
between two competing uses of my power. The ice box pushed the earth away
as water pushed the mud dirt and earth towards the ice box.

The eventual result was an ice box surrounded by an inch thick earth box
made of compacted earth. It should withstand burial alright. I checked to
make sure the briefcase could be fully opened while inside the ice box. I
grabbed the earth box with `hands' and dumped it into the hole.

My grip on the water above me loosened and I ran towards the edge of the
crater, trying to keep a desperate grip on the water above me. The minor
leaking/sprinkling on me turned into a torrential downpour as I reached the
craters edge. I got swept in by the last little deluge sinking into the
churning lake.

Instinct caused me to swim upwards for a couple of seconds before intellect
kicked in and I created an ice sphere around me and bobbed myself to
shore. I felt drained. I gave one last burst of energy to freezing the
bottom 5 inches of the lake to prevent interference. I shambled to bed
shattered.