Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2012 12:13:23 -0400 (EDT)
From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: xmen tales-50 / avengers crossover

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.
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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.
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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

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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

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APOCALYPSE: THE FIRST MUTANT
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THE MIGHTY AVENGERS: Captain America, Hawkeye, Ironman, Ms Marvel, Quick
Silver, Thor, Wonder Man, Vision, and Dr Strange
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X-Men Tales: -pt50

	Title: AVENGERS CROSSOVER


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-1<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

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..."



>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-2<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<


	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.



++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

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...



>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-3<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

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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