Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2011 12:52:44 -0500 (EST)
From: DOGG <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: x-men tales-20 / the brotherhood

Disclaimer:

X-Men Tales: is loosely based on the X-Men- Evolution t.v. cartoon series,
as well as the comicbook 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, Angel, Banshee, Beast, Bishop, Forge, Polaris,
Storm, and Wolverine, Dr Mora MacTaggert,

(Students) Cannonball-17, Cyclops-17, Colossus-18, Gambit-17, Iceman-16,
Multiple boy-13, Nightcrawler-16, Northstar-17, Spike-15, Sunspot-16,
Thunderbird-18 / Amanda-16, Jubilee-13, Karma-16, Magma-15, Premonition
(Jean Grey)-17, Rogue-16, Shadowcat-14, Spirit-17, Syran-16, Wolvesbane-15
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The BROTHERHOOD: Blob-16, Mimic-17, Rictor-17, Toad-16, Mystique (Head
Mistress)
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X-Men Tales: -pt20
	Title: THE BROTHERHOOD


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


NEW YORK


	It's the middle of a new school year at Xavier's Institute Of
Higher Learning in Salem Center, West Chester NY. Students continue with
their semester of advanced classes, learning academics as well as how to
hone their extraordinary powers, even as the school continues to be rebuilt
after its unfortunate attack from mutant hunting Sentinels [chap-14].
	But the school was hit with an even bigger blow with the lost of
its founding headmaster Professor Charles Xavier, along with the departure
of one of the X-Men's original most beloved members Ororo Monroe [aka
Storm]. To offset the losses, Beast inquired the services of one of the
X-Men's arch enemies, Emma Frost [The White Queen], --head mistress of the
Hell's Fire Club and now the head of The Xavier Institute's psychic
division.


DANGER ROOM:


	Jean Grey [Premonition], Dana Moonstar [Spirit], and Karma defend
themselves against a training program, one guided by The White Queen. The
objective: break into a high security bank and gain access into their
Vault.
	The program simulated a downtown atmosphere, with plenty of people
streaming about doing business and running errands. The three students
walked in looking normal, dressed in civilian attire, each in a strategic
position. (("I count 7 security guards!")) said Premonition to get
teammates, telepathically. (("I'll stay up here, using my powers to make
everyone believe everything's normal...! Karma, get the guards to take you
downstairs to the main Vault!"))


("Roger that...!") responded Karma, walking up to two guards who looked at
her and smiled greetings.
	Karma's eyes rolled over white as she psychically seized the minds
of the two guards. Without staying a word, they began escorting her
downstairs towards the underground vault.


("This is turning out to be a piece of cake!") thought Spirit, guarding the
front of the bank while Premonition pretended to wait in line for a teller.


(("Don't get cocky, Dana..., I'm sure our new teacher has some surprises
stored for us on our first session..."))


`That I do...' --thought The White Queen to herself, typing in a new
program from the protection of the Observation Booth.


	Karma descended the stairs with the guards, who used their
I.D. passes to gain entry into the basement level. Inside was the Vault
manager... "What are you two doing down here...?" asked the older man,
looking up from his computer. "This area is off limits...!"
	The guards drew their guns, aiming them at the manager...


"Open the Volt!" ordered Karma, stepping from the shadows behind the
possessed guards.


"o...okay..., just take it easy miss..." said the manager, pressing a
secret security button under his desk as he got up from his chair then
cautiously walked over to the Vault.


"Slowly...!" ordered Karma, watching the manager closely while psychically
holding possession of the guards. The manager slowly punched in the
security codes, then stepped aside as the large metal doors began to
open. ("Karma to Premonition..., I'm in!") thought Karma.


(("Be careful...")) advised Premonition, next in line.


("What's to worry about...? We in without tripping a single alarm...!")
glee Spirit, confidently.


	Karma watched the Vault doors slide open as the manager backed up
against the wall. Two bright red dots eliminated in the darkened Vault
before the overhead lights turned on automatically. "Oh shit...!" cursed
Karma, as 3 large metal robot guards emerged, fully equipped with weapons.


(("Oh no...")) said Premonition, psychically reading Karma's thoughts one
level up.


	The security guards started firing on the robots, giving Karma
cover as she retreated back up the steps to the top level. The bullets
bounced off the machines as they sped pass the guards, in hot pursuit of
the true threat.
	Premonition mentally ordered everyone in the room to walk quickly
to the emergency exits, wanting to keep the casualties minimal. When police
suddenly showed up at the door, Spirit scared them off with vivid imagery
of their scariest dreams.


("Coast is clear, Jean...!") said Spirit, helping the last of the customers
out the door.


(("Just in time...")) said Jean, as an explosion erupted downstairs,
sending Karma sailing through the air as she slid across the marble floor.


("What're we fighting, Jean...?") asked Spirit, watching her teammate fall
unconscious.


(("Robots...!")) answered Premonition, having read it in Karma's mind.
	Just then the three robots shot up the steps, firing weapons
rapidly. Jean put up a kinetic force-shield, keeping the ammunition at
bay. Spirit somersaulted out of the danger, trying to use her powers...


("My powers aren't working...!") yelled Spirit, dodging fire behind a
nearby desk.


(("Our psychic powers don't work against machines...")) said Premonition,
using her telekinetics to whisked a desk into one of the robot guards.


"Not fair...! How're we supposed to fight against machines...??!" asked
Spirit, rolling away from the desk just before it was completely demolished
by another robot.
	Premonition saw her teammate in trouble, and focused her attention
on helping her by causing the ceiling to collapse in on the robot. But
while Jean's attention was elsewhere, her opposing robot fired on her,
striking her in the back with a neutralizing ray which instantly knocked
her unconscious.


"Terminating training session...!" said The White Queen, causing the three
dimensional illusions in the room to vanish as the room converted back to
normal, and the robots disappeared back into the walls for maintenance
repairs. "Your team is pathetic..." said The Queen, turning around in her
swivel chair. "...it's a wonder they've survived this long!"


"You pit them against robots..." argued Beast, observing the training
session. "...these girls were supposed to be having a psychic training
session, not an defensive exercise!"


"Sometimes unexpected situations occur..." countered The Queen,
confidently. "...these girls must learn they cannot always rely on their
psychic abilities alone!"


"We know that! They have defense classes with Wolverine as well!" defended
Beast.


"Then maybe we should schedule them MORE defense training..." said
Frost. "...because their fighting skills need work!"


"What kind of morals are you teaching these girls by having them break INTO
and bank vault...!? We're training heroes here, NOT villains!"


"A really GOOD hero knows how to break and enter without tripping alarms
better than villains..., otherwise they will be one step behind at all
times...!"


"That is the lousiest pep-talk I've ever heard...!" countered Beast,
wondering if hiring Magneto wouldn't have been a better choice...?


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


BAYVILLE HIGH SCHOOL


	Bayville High is one of 4 local high schools in the Salem Center
area. Children from 5 counties are bused in (mostly in large yellow school
buses) to attend class. At any given time 20 school buses pull in front of
the large school, today its 21, as the students of Xavier's Institute For
Higher Learning began being bused in into the public school district which
their school was under repair.


"I don't understand why we have to start attending public school..."
complained Kitty Pryde [aka: Shadowcat], getting off the yellow school bus
with 30 other hand selected kids from the Xavier Institute. "...we never
had to attend public school when the Professor was here...!"


"Beast..., --I mean, doctor McCoy said it would be GOOD for us to mix and
mingle with normal people for a change...!" said Kurt Wagner [aka:
Nightcrawler], wearing an image-inducer [hologram] to make him look more
human and less like a blue furred demon.


"By NORMAL they mean HUMAN...!" said Rogue, putting on her shades as she
stepped off the bus, noticing a small group of boys standing by the outside
entrance, staring.


"What did she mean by that...?" asked Kurt, trying to see himself. "Don't I
LOOK human...?? Is there something wrong with my image inducer...??!" he
asked in a panic.


"You're FINE, elf..., don't let Rogue's sour-puss give you self doubt!"
said Kitty, grabbing Kurt by the arm as she escorted him into the school,
bumping into Rogue who stood frozen in place.


"What's your malfunction, Rogue...?" asked Magma [with the power to burst
into living lava]. "Why are you just standing there...?" she asked,
curiously.


"Those boys..." said Rogue, nodding at the odd looking gang staring back at
them.


"They're just boys, Rogue..." laughed Magma, walking ahead.


"Yeah girl..., if you let them inside your head on the first day, you
haven't got a chance of graduating!" agreed Karma [with the power to take
possession of minds]. "Just lower your head and walk straight ahead!" she
suggested.


"It's hard enough to make friends at the beginning of the year..."
complained Rogue, hugging her books [bashfully] up to her chest as she
followed her school friends inside. "...let alone in the middle of
semester! And WHY ain't Jean here with us...? Ain't like we couldn't USE
her psychic gifts to know what these people are thinking of us...!"


"Are you kidding...?" asked Roberto DeCosta [aka: Sunspot]. "She's riding
in with Scott...! You know the royal couple's got to make a grand
entrance...! Unlike the rest of us!"


"Yeah..." added Bobby Drake [Iceman]. "...and all of the older boys are
riding in with Thunderbird in his jeep...! Leaving only the lame kids with
no driver's licenses to catch the lame school buses!"


	Meanwhile, in back of the high school in the parking lot. Scott
Summers [aka: Cyclops] was sitting behind the wheel of his sports car,
getting his 7" cock expertly sucked by Jean Grey [aka: Premonition], his
former girlfriend. She bobbed her head in his lap, swallowing his cock all
the way down to the root as she quickly self-fucked her own face. "oh god,
Jean..." gasped Scott, leaning back in the driver's seat with his legs
spread wide. "...you're so good! How'd you get so good...?" Jean said
nothing as she continued sucking, breathing through her nose as she fucked
her own throat.
	Just then John Proudstar [aka: Thunderbird] pulled in beside
Scott's car with a group of friends from the Institute [Gambit, Colossus,
and Cannonball]. They all got out of John's jeep, then surrounded Scott's
car...


"Why'r yall just sittin' here...?" asked Sam Guthrie [Cannonball]. "Ain't
yall goin' in...?"


"Yes..." said Jean, sitting upright politely in her seat, checking her
make-up in her handheld mirror. "...Scott just needs a moment to collect
his thought...!"


"Thoughts...?" asked Peter Rasputin [Colossus] in his russian accent,
peering into the car, and into Scott's lap. "...from the looks of if, he's
about to wet his pants!" he laughed, walking away.
	Gambit took a quick peek...


"Momma mea..." he said to himself. "...Scott's got a BONER!" he announced
to his friends. "How's he supposed to go to school with a pop-up tent in
his pants...?"


"Looks like Jean's going to have to take CARE of it for him...!" smiled
John Proudstar.


"It's already being taken care of, gentlemen!" smiled Jean, adding lipstick
to her lips.
	Meanwhile [mentally] Scott was still getting the blow job of his
life, as [his imaginary] Jean sucked his cock nonstop. In his mind he could
feel his orgasm coming on quick. Sensing his climax, Jean sucked harder,
taking his cock all the way into her throat. Scott closed his eyes as his
orgasm hit, shooting hot cum directly in her mouth and throat.


"ARRHHH...! AWWW gosh...! OH gosh...! UHHHH..." he moaned as he ogasmed.
	Awaking from his daydream, Scott found himself gripping his
steering wheel. Jean had mentally made him cum, while sparing him the
embarrassment of soiling his school clothes. "That was GREAT Jean...,
thanks!" he said, gratefully.


"No problem!" said Jean, getting out of the car with her school books.
	Scott escorted Jean into the building, but not without being
spotted by some of the boys from the school's football team.


"Hey baby..." heckled Duncan [the school's star quarterback]. "...why don't
you drop that four eyed zero and get with this bonafide hero...?"


"Ignore him Scott..." suggested Jean, walking by the group of football
players.
	Scott ignored them as best he could, clutching his backpack to keep
from socking one of the ignorant high schoolers on his first day.


"What a hottie...!" called one of the boys. I'd sure like to stuff my
gopher in her hole!"
	Jean felt the anger pop up in Scott's mind, as he prepared to take
all the boys on at once. Jean quickly [quietly] extinguished the angry
thoughts of retaliation in Scott's mind as they continued to walk. However,
she couldn't help using her powers of telepathy to gave her heckler a
payback, mentally making him believe he was standing in front of his
bathroom toilet at home. His friends noticed a huge wet stain growing down
his pant leg...


"Dude..., you PEED yourself...!" said one of the footballers, as they all
began tormenting him.



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


	The school day at Bayville High [for the students of Xavier's
Institute] was trying at best. Most of the x-students felt awkward and out
of place, as students already familiar with one another looked at the new
comers as oddballs. However not all of the x-students had trouble fitting
in, Jean Grey used her psychic abilities to get on people's good sides,
making herself the most popular girl in school. On the opposite end of the
spectrum was Rogue, the girl deathly afraid of having physical contact with
anyone [especially in the hallways]. Her Goth look and weird clothing
[covered from head to toe with long sleeves, sweaters, stockings and long
skirts] got her teased by many of the students, making Rogue withdraw even
more.


	It was between classes as 17 year old Scott Summers was heading to
his locker for his math books, that he noticed a group of boys harassing
younger boys. Scott recognized them as the school's bullies, four socially
inept guys who robbed fellow students of their lunches, lunch money,
sneakers, school jackets, etc. Scott was at his locker when he heard a
ruckus down the hall, then saw several students running away in
fear. Curious, Scott decided to look in on it. As he cautiously walked down
to where the commission was, he was stunned to find two teenage school boys
on their knees in the middle of the hallway, getting their reddened faces
brutally fucked by the four juvenile delinquents.
	Scott was amazed as he watched Lance Alberts [aka: Rictor] holding
a 9th grader by his head, forcibly fucking his face as his pants hung
loosely about his slim/muscular hips while jamming his 7.5" cock down the
kneeling boy's gagging throat. The boy obviously wasn't into the throat
fucking, as he gagged and choked with every violent thrust. Beside Lance
was one of his slimy friends Todd Tolanski [aka: Toad], his dirty grime
ridden pants pulled down about his ankles as he opened jacked his 8" long
cock, waiting for his turn at the boy's face.
	Beside them was a black boy, also kneeling, getting his mouth
fucked by an extremely overweight kids by the name Fred Dukes [aka: BLOB],
his oversized gut hanging down heavily on the black kid's brow as he cupped
his pudgy hands about the back of his head and forced his face into his
crotch. It was hard to determine just how big Fred's dick was, as the fat
surrounding his private area sank all about the black boy's sweaty face
every time he was pulled inward. Scott could see the boy's throat balloon
as Fred's meat passed down into his throat with every thrust. Beside Fred
was another boy they hung with, one whose name Scott had yet to learn. He
was an average looking boy with a Moe [Three Stooges] haircut, and an
average build. He rubbed his bulge, as if undecided if he wanted a blow job
or not.


"Hey...!" called Scott, as the boys ignored him and kept fucking. "I said
HEY...!" repeated Scott louder, finally getting some attention as Lance and
Todd looked in his direction. "What'r you guys doing to those two boy...?"


"Wuts it look like...?" asked Todd, still stroking his cock.


"Yeah..." added Lance, still fucking the kneeling boy's face. "...you want
yur cock sucked too...? OR you lookin' to suck some cock...?" he asked,
unsure.


"[hehe]..." laughed Todd. "...I think he WANTS to suk sum cock...!"
surmised the young Toad. "Why else wood he be stupid enuff to confront 4
guys by himself inna empty hallway...?"


"Hey, I KNOW you..." said Lance, finally recognizing Scott Summers. "...you
go to that big private school onna other side of town, don't you...?" he
asked, pressing the kneeling boy's face all up in his crotch and making him
choke on his lance. "That private school..., the X Institute...!"


"XAVIER Institute...!" corrected Scott.


"Yeah, whatever!" said Lance. "So whadda yu punks doin' down here in
Bayville High...? Slummin...?"


"I didn't THINK so..." said Scott, now only a few feet away. "...until I
met YOU four!"


"Hey..., waz dat a wize-crack...??" asked Todd.


"I think so!" said Lance, pulling his cock out of the kneeling boy's
panting mouth as he jacked his load all over his upturned face.


"ugghhh..." groaned the boy in shame as his face was whitewashed. Beside
Lance, Scott could see the eyes of the poor black boy bulge as Fred Dukes
groaned, shooting his own liquid sludge down the black kid's throat.


"Why don't you pussies pick on someone your own size!" asked Scott.


"YOU look about my size...!" said Lance, letting go of the kneeling boy.


"Then take ME on..." offered Scott. "...if you can!"


"Sounds like THIS one likes it up da azz too!" laughed Todd.


"Only ONE WAY to find out...!" said Lance, ready for another round.


"Shoot your best shot!" encouraged Scott.


"What's going on out here...??!" asked principle DarkHolme [a tough as
nails woman with a heart of stone]. The bullies all scurried to get their
pants up as the two kneeling boy ran off to class down the back
stairs. "WHAT are you students doing out of class...??!"


"We were just on our way, principle Darkholmes." said Todd, innocently.


"I'm SURE..." said Darkholmes, skeptically. ...GO!!" she yelled, sending
the boys running. "And as for YOU..." she said to Scott, as he prepared to
leave. "...you're one of those NEW students from the Xavier Institute,
aren't you...?" she asked.


"Yes..." answered Scott. "...my name's Scott Summ..."


"I could care less what your name is...!" interrupted Darkholmes. "You just
watch your BACK around here...!" she added, threateningly. "I don't know
what kind of antics Xavier allowed his students to get away with up there
at his mansion..., but HERE at Bayville High, --I'm the boss!
Understand...?!"


"Yes principle Darkholme...!" answered Scott, somewhat intimidated.


"Now get to class!" she barked, as Scott ran down the back stairs, and into
an awaiting Lance and Todd...


"We were waiting for you, Summers...!" said Lance, poised for a fight in
the stairwell.


"Are you crazy...??" asked Scott, looking back over his
shoulder. "Principle Darkholme is right THERE...!"


"Then meet us after school..." suggested Lance. "...IF yur not afraid...!"


"Oh I'll meet you anywhere you want...!" said Scott, knowing her could take
them easily if he had to.


"Deadman's Hill, after school! BE THERE!" ordered Lance, disappearing down
the stairwell.


"Yeh..., BE there!" echoed Todd with a snicker, following Lance like a
shadow.
	Scott couldn't believe his first day at public school, and already
he had a fight...



>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-4<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<


AFTER SCHOOL


	Jean Grey laughed and joked with her new girlfriends from the
pep-squad, absent-mindedly bypassing her true friends from the Institute
[Rogue, Kitty Pride, Karma, Dana Moonstar, Magma, and Wolvebane] as they
began boarding the bus for the trip back home. "Jean..., want to ride with
US...?" asked Kitty, her question falling on deaf ears as Jean disappeared
into the crowd with her new friends. "Jean...?" called Kitty, feeling
ignored and overlooked...


"Forget it, Kat..." frowned Rogue, "...she's so far up those girls' asses
that she can't hear anything you have to say...! Glory-hound princess!"
said the southern belle, before boarding the bus.
	Jean said goodbye to her new friends as they all began getting into
their boyfriend's rides...


"You sure we can't give you a lift somewhere, Jeannie...?" asked one of the
girls.


"Oh no..." answered Jean. "...Scott will be here any minute..., I'll ride
with him!"


"Okay, suit yourself!" said the girls, taking off.
	Jean looked around for Scott's car, but found it missing. A quick
mind-scan of the area told her where he was and what he was up to...
	Just then she noticed John Proudstar and his buddies walking up to
John's jeep...


"Hey guys..." she said frantically, rushing up to them. "...I think Scott's
in trouble...!"



>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-5<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<



	Scott drove up to `Deadman's Hill' at the top of the crest of Bay
Mountain in Bayville. He didn't bother to discuss his venture with his
friends from the Institute, as he figured he would be quick work of Lance
and his buddies, even if they joined in and jumped him.
	Coming across a single parked car at the top of the crest, Scott
parked beside the wrecked hooptie and got out to find the four thugs
waiting for him. "Thought it was just YOU and ME, Alberts...?"


"It IS..." said Lance. "...my friends just wanna watch yur humiliation!"


"Only one getting humiliated here, is YOU!" said Scott.


"Then lets have at it then...!" said Lance.


"Lets...!" said Scott.
	Without further ado, Scott and Lance moved closer, circling each
other like cats. Lance threw the first punch, which was easily blocked and
ducked by Scott. Scott held his fists up, studying Lance's fighting style
[as taught by Wolverine in defense class]. He waited until Lance threw his
second punch before he sidestepped, then caught the unsuspecting boy in the
jaw. Lance fell back on his ass embarrassed, his friends laughing at him in
the background.
	Getting up, Lance charged, catching Scott by surprise as he tackled
the X-Man to the ground. The two boys struggled as Lance snuck in a few
good shots to the ribs. But Scott quickly got the upper hand when he
toppled Lance, then began thrashing him with body blows. Lance tried
covering his vulnerable spots, but it was obvious to his friends that he
was losing. Then out of nowhere Scott felt a fly-kick to the face, knocking
him backwards off of his opponent.


"ARHH...!" grunted Scott, falling back on his ass as Todd Tolanski helped
his friend up off the ground.


"You fuc with ONE of the Brotherhood, you fuc with ALL!" said the smelly
teen, standing there in baggy pants and a dirty unwashed shirt.


"Brotherhood...?" laughed Scott, adjusting his tilted glasses. "Is THAT
what you losers call yourselves...?"


"That's rite!" said Tolanski, proudly. "Wait..., losers...?" he questioned.


"I'll show you loser...!" said Lance, lifting his fists into the
air. Almost immediately the ground began to tremble, causing shockwaves
across the landscape. Then all of a sudden giant spiked rocks began
sprouting out of the ground, shooting dirt and vegetation into the
air. Scott jumped up to his feet [frightened], having never seen such an
act before.


"I think he's SCARED...!" laughed Tolanski, showing a row of bright yellow
teeth.


"He ain't seen NOTHING yet!" said Lance, turning up the heat as the rock
formations started heading directly in Scott's direction. Scott found it
difficult to run, as the ground shook and trembled like an
earthquake. Seeing no other way to avoid being serious hurt by the
rockslide, Scott lifted his glasses and shot a strong bright red eyebeam
directly into the formation, exploding it on impact.
	The Brother scattered for cover, all thoroughly surprised by
Scott's display of power.


"He's just like US...!" said Fred Dukes, lying on the ground after the
explosion.


"No..., NOT like YOU...!" said Scott, making the distinction that the
Brotherhood were bullies.


"You think yur better'n us...?" asked Lance, slapping the ground with his
hand and sending shockwaves across the earth, knocking Scott off balance.
	Scott lifted his glass, sending another red beam of energy across
the plain as the Brotherhood hustled to get out of its way.


"He's nut'n wit'out his glasses Yo...!" said Tolanski, whipping a long
green tongue from with widely stretched mouth. To Scott's utter surprise
[and disgust], the tongue stuck to his glasses like glue, ripping them from
his face in an instant. To keep from hurting anyone by accident with his
uncontrollable eyebeams, Scott was forced to squeeze his eyes shut, making
him vulnerable to attack. "See...!"
	Watching Scott stumble around with his eyes shut, Lance found
himself unable to resist walking over and gut punching the helpless teen in
the stomach. Scott doubled over in pain as he fell to his knee.


"Open yur eyes, punk!" yelled Lance, ready for more fight.


"I...can't..." said Scott, feeling another punch to the face which caught
him off guard.
	Lance gripped a fistful of Scott's hair and yanked his head back
into position for another slug.


"How bout now...?" he asked, poised to hit the boy again.


"I CAN'T!" yelled Scott, frustrated. "I can't control my powers without my
special glasses!"


"Special...?" asked Tolanski, looking at the red tented glasses
oddly. "Wutz so special bout these...?" he asked, trying them on.


"They're made out of ruby quartz..." said Scott, hoping the boys would
realize the seriousness of the moment. "...which is the only substance that
can hold back my powerful eyebeams...! Otherwise if I look at anyone
without them..., I could...kill them...!"


"Oh really...?" asked Lance, skeptically. "So you think yur THAT
powerful...?"


"He sho as hell blasted yur rocks to smithereens...!" said Dukes, standing
around dumbfound.


"But he can't open his eyes without accidently killin' one of us...!"
reasoned Lance with an eerie grin. "Which means he's at OUR mercy...!"


"Sum mercy..." said Tolanski.


"So what'r ya plannin'...?" asked Dukes, curiously.
	Scott listened curiously as well, until he heard the zipper of
Lance's pants being opened. Scott struggled to get away without opening his
eyes, but Lance was determined to humiliate him in front of his hommies,
even if it meant risking certain death.


"Open yur fuckin' mouth...!" yelled the boy, holding Scott's hair with one
hand while trying to force the head of his cock into his mouth with the
other.
	Scott felt the cock head against his lips as he fought to keep his
mouth shut, but the tugging of his hair at the roots was causing him
considerable pain, allowing Lance to take advantage as he slipped his dick
in between Scotty's lips.


"Yeah man..., suck that dick...!" said the boy, grabbing both sides of
Scott's head as he began pulling and pushing the length of his 7.5" rod in
and out of his mouth.
	Scott knew he could kill someone with just a look, especially at
close range. If he opened his eyes [even a little] at such close proximity,
Lance's body could be turned to toast, or even disintegrated. He would HAVE
to play along with them, to allow them to use him, if not for their own
good.


	Lance felt powerful, having beaten Scott [another mutant] and
forcibly made him suck his dick. In school it was childs play to bully
lesser [weaker] teens, but to beat someone as powerful as Scott Summers and
turning him into his very own cocksucker, had Lance's cock rock hard and
[surprisingly] ready to burst.
	Having sucked Logan's cock many time, Scott knew when a guy was
ready to blow his load. He could feel Lance's cock already beginning to
pulsate in his mouth, and despite himself, Scott found himself starting to
really suck it, wanting to do a good job.


"Oh shit..." gasped Lance, feeling a definite change in the
suction. "...he's startin' to get into it!"


"He likes suc'n cock, eh...?" asked Tolanski, rubbing his own cock bulge.


"Sho looks like it!" said Dukes, rubbing his own tiny bulge below his
gigantic gut.
	Even Mimic [who was mute] was rubbing himself with interest.


	Scott didn't care what the Brotherhood boys thought of him for
giving in. If he HAD to suck Lance Alberts cock, he was going to suck it
the way HE like it. Wrapping his lips firmly about the lengthy column, he
began suctioning as he sucked, moving his mouth back and forth as his
tongue worked the underbelly. Lance moaned and groaned with sheer
excitement, unable to hold back. "I'm gonna CUM...!" he announced, tossing
his long shoulder length hair back from his eyes. He thrust his hips
several more times [getting good depth in Scott's well trained throat],
then unloaded. "ARRRRHHHH...!!" he yelled as he came, shooting wad after
wad of hot creamy thug juice into Scott's mouth.
	Scott felt the cum spurting into his mouth and swallowed as quickly
as he could. Surprisingly Lance's cum tasted pretty good, making Scott want
to suck more. He broke his head away from Lance's grasp, then buried his
face in the boy's crotch as he swallowed his cock to the pubes, sniffing in
Lance's musk smell. "Oh god..., he's too much...!" said Lance, feeling the
last spurts shoot directly down the back of Scott's throat. Scott pulled
off only after he was sure he had consumed all of Lance's sperm. Lance
stumbled back weakly, feeling completely drained...


"MY TURN!" said Tolanski, hopping into position as he unzipped and pulled
his smelly unwashed cock from his pants. Scott leaned forward and opened
his mouth to accept the next cock, but quickly recoiled when he got a good
whiff of it. "ah-ah-ah..." said Tolanski, gripped the top of Scott's
hair. "...suc that dick or I'll shove it up ya all!"
	Scott held his breath as he re-opened his mouth and allowed the
foul smelling cock between his lips. Tolanski [the sneaky bastard that he
was] took advantage of Scott at that moment, and rammed the entire length
of his thick 8" cock straight down into the kneeling boy's throat. Scott
felt the cock penetrate straight into the back of his throat, the fat
bulbous head piercing him like a sword.


"ahh fuc YEH..." said Tolanski, loving the feel of the velvety
throat. "...I think I'm in LOVE!"


"Blow ur wad so's I can have MY chance...!" said Dukes, already staining
the front of his overalls with pre-cum.
	Scott felt the cock wedged deep in his throat as he latched his
lips about the base. He slithered his tongue about the underbelly, getting
a good taste as he allowed his taste-buds to kick in. Immediately Scott
fought to spit the nasty tasting cock from his mouth. Tolanski tried to
keep himself planted, but soon felt Scott's teeth starting to sink
in. "YEEEOOOWWW...!!" screamed the boy, jumping back several feet after
yanking his cock free. "He tried to bite my cock!"


"It's HORRIBLE!" screamed Scott, spitting the taste of it out of his mouth
and onto the ground beneath him. "When was the last time you WASHED that
thing...??!"


"About a week...!" said Tolanski, clueless.


"Try a MONTH!" corrected Dukes.


"Maybe I shood'a washed it after fuc'n that boy's ass last period...?"
wondered Tolanski aloud.


"eww gross!" responded Lance with a laugh.


"Make room..." said Dukes, pushing the guys out of the way.
	Scott could feel the ground trembling under Fred Dukes'
footsteps. He kept his eyes shut tight, even as the huge guy grabbed a
fistful of his hair, then forced one of the shortest, but fattest cocks
ever made into his mouth. Scott had to serious stretch his mouth to fit the
fat hard cock into his mouth. Even then it was a tight fit as his jaw felt
dislocated.
	Fred Dukes pressed Scott's face all the way under his large low
hanging gut, pressing his face into the massive flab of his hairy abdomen
as his dick lay heavily on Scott's tongue. Pre-cum washed over Scott's
taste-buds as Fred Dukes began pumping Scott's head back and forth into his
groin. Scott could barely breath every time his face was forced into the
flab of human flesh before him.
	Not to be left out, Todd Tolanski hopped about behind Scott, then
pulled his tan khaki pants down to reveal Scott's smooth pale white ass.


"Wow..." said Tolanski, licking his slimy long green tongue up and down
Scott's ass crack. Scott jumped at the unexpected licking. His asshole
quivered and quaked as Tolanski got more daring and started to insert his
tongue UP the hole.


"uhhh..." grunted Scott around the mouthful of fat cock in his mouth.
	He could feel Tolanski's long tongue slithering up his shit-chute.


"MMMM..." moaned Tolanski, tasting Scott's lunch as he dug deeper.
	Scott squirmed as the tongue slithered and snaked its way up into
his rectum, lashing about inside as if searching for something. Scott
couldn't help wiggling his ass on Tolanski's face, feeling his tongue
moving into his intestines. Only when Tolanski couldn't taste anymore
flavor, did he remove his tongue and replace it with his foul smelling
cock. Scott felt the 8" cock push easily into him, helped by the spit slime
left behind by Tolanski's mouth.
	The cock slipped into him easily as Tolanski gripped his hips and
started fucking. Scott was sandwiched between the two men, his face smashed
in Fred Dukes' crotch and his ass butt fucked by the slimy toad-like boy.


	Tolanski humped fast into Scott's ass, thrusting his thick 8" cock
back and forth through Scott's gripping sphincter as the anal muscles
milked his shaft. Pre-cum seeped from his thrusting dick, lubricating
Scott's anal track, making it slick and slippery for fucking. "Wow this
ass's gud..." sighed Tolanski, lifting his feet off the ground as he thrust
his cock down into Scott's ass vertically. Scott groaned into Fred Dukes'
groin, his mouth sealed about the fat slab which plugged his mouth like a
huge butt plug.
	Dukes moved Scott's head back and forth, fucking his mouth along
the girth of his fat shaft. Scott could feel the steady trickle of sweet
pre-cum coating his throat, leaking from Duke's salivating cockhead. Fred
couldn't see Scott's head up under the weight of his stomach, but he could
definitely feel his hot mouth moving back and forth. Scott was wedged
between a rock and a hard place, his mouth stretched beyond belief while
his ass was being slimed by one of the grossest guys in school.


"Oh shit..." Gasped Fred, coming unexpectedly as his cock suddenly pulsed,
then hosed Scott's throat with a gush of warm milky cum.
	Scott squinted his eyes tighter to keep from opening them, as the
gush of cum quickly coated the back of his throat. When Fred Dukes finally
removed his cock, Scott's jaw felt like it had been unhinged. Spit drooled
from his slack mouth as it hung open like a cooked oyster. He had the scent
of Fred Dukes' sweaty crotch all over his face, and his slimy cum juice
coating his belly while Tolanski still humped freely at his ass.


"oh gee...oh wow...oh golly..." grunted Tolanski, as each thrust became
more sensitive. "...I'm so close..." he whined, not wanting to cum
yet. "...I can feel my nut startin to rise up from my balls...!" Fucking
hard he drove his cock well deep into Scotty's ass and
came. "AAARRRRAAAHHHH...!!" he yelled, losing his 16 year old load in the
older teen's ass.
	Scott could feel the cum spreading through him, coating his insides
and making puddles in his colon. When Tolanski finally finished coming, he
collapsed down against Scott's back, already snoring like a baby with his
thumb in his mouth.


"SCOTT...!" called a familiar voice from the background, causing the
Brotherhood to become alert. "Get your grimy hands OFF of him...!" screamed
Jean, standing in the open with her X-friends by her side. With a wave of
her hands, Todd Tolanski was sent flying like a discarded ragdoll in a
windstorm. Tolanski's slimy cock ripping from Scott's well seeded asshole
wasn't lost on any of the newcomers...
	Jean tried moving Fred Dukes from the scene as well, but his
amazing girth and heavy weight made it all but impossible for her to move.


"This here's a private party...!" said Dukes, grabbing a fistful of Scott's
hair. "No GIRLS allowed!"


"I believe you have something that belongs to us...!" said Thunderbird,
crossing his arms like a chief.


(("Scott...")) said Jean, through mental telepathy. (("...don't worry...,
we'll have you out of this in a jiffy...!")).


("Jean...") answered Scoot back, without moving his lips. ("...they've got
my glasses...")


"Any of you PUNKS bad enuff to take him...?" asked Lance, hyped on the idea
of dominating Scott.


"X-MEN...!" yelled Thunderbird, leading the charge.
	Lance threw up his hands, causing great walls of earth to erect in
front of them as a protective box. Sam Guthrie [aka: Cannonball] shot forth
like his namesake from a standing-still position, busting through Lance's
earth-walls as if they were made of paper. In his path stood Fred Dukes,
unable to move in time. The two teen collided with force as Cannonball
ricocheted into a cluster of trees, and Fred Dukes was knocked off his
size-16 feet.
	Thunderbird shape-shifted into a mountain lion, jumping over the
jagged rocks with ease before coming face to face with Lance. However Mimic
[the strange 4th friend in the Brotherhood] shape-shifted into another
mountain lion and engaged in a fight. The two lions fought like dogs,
biting and tearing at each other ferociously.
	Peter Rasputin [Colossus] quickly transformed his body of flesh and
blood into that of organic steel, then began punching his way through
Lance's rock formations, clearing a path straight to Scott Summers.


(("We'll be there soon, Scott..., keep your eyes closed...!")) said Jean
mentally, keeping Scott calm despite having to listen to the ciaos around
him.
	Lance back up nervously as Colossus punched his way through solid
earth. Opening a crater under Colossus' feet, Colossus fell into the 50
foot hole like a steel statue, before Lance began resealing it, entombing
the Russian X-Man in layers of earth. "Not so fast mister Lance
Alberts...!" said Jean, using her powers of telekinetics to toss several
boulders in Lance's direction. Lance's concentration to bury Colossus was
broken when he had to defend himself from the rock assault. Using his own
powers over earth, he stopped each boulder before they made contact,
sending them back to the source. The rockslide appeared to have caught Jean
by surprise, as she got bowled over by several large boulders, crushing her
under tons of earth.


"Oh shit..." responded Lance, not meaning to hurt anyone.


"Oh SHIT is rite..." agreed Tolanski, hopping back into the
scene. "...she's a pancake!"


"I ain't mean it...!" defended Lance, seeing Jean's dainty arm sticking up
lifelessly from a under one of several heavy boulders planted on top of
her.


"Don't matter..." said Tolanski, hopping away. "...the cops'r STILL gonna
kill ya!" he stated before leaping out of sight.
	Just then Lance heard a loud animal YIPE, then looked over to see
one mountain lion anally butt fucking another mountain lion up the ass in
doggy-style. The aggressive lion had the submissive one by the back of the
neck, holding him in place with his teeth while hammering away at his
exposed asshole.
	Lance had no way of knowing which mountain lion was his friend, and
which was the X-Man...?


"I'm outta here...!" he said, running for his hooptie.


"Wait fer me...!" yelled Fred Dukes, running for the passenger's side. Both
boys piled into the car before Lance started the engine and took off,
leaving a crime scene.
	The aggressive mountain lion fucked the submissive one brutally
hard, hammering his sore ass from behind. The submissive lion withered in
pain, but made no noise as it was trapped under the weight of his
attacker. The aggressive lion wrapped his front paws about the submissive's
waist, then came with a roaring growl that alerted everyone in the vicinity
that he'd just cum. Only after yanking his dick from the submissive's ass
did he allow the loser lion to escape, running back down the hill and back
towards civilization with heavy cum leaking from his swollen asshole.
	Thunderbird mutated back into his human form as he helped Colossus
climb out of the hole he'd fell in...


"Jean...!" called Scott, lying on the ground after having heard nothing
from Jean since Lance's unexpected dash. "JEAN...!!" he yelled, wondering
if she'd been hurt...?


(("I'm HERE, Scott...")) she answered telepathically, touching Scott
affectionately about the back and shoulders. "...I mentally made Lance
believe he killed me by accident to get him to stop the fight...!" she
added, using her telekinesis to float Scott's ruby glasses towards them.


"Sneaky..." said Scott, placing the glasses back on his face before finally
opening his eyes. "...but effective...! Thanks!"


"That was a real stupid move coming up here with Alberts and his friends
for a fistfight...!" said John Proudstar, as Scott's friends began to
gather about him in support. "You should have taken US with you...!"


"I had no idea Lance and his friends were mutant like us..." defended
Scott. "...I thought I'd make quick work of them after all the defense
classes I've aced in Wolverine's class!"


"Professor-X isn't here to monitor mutant levels with Cerebro anymore..."
reasoned Jean. "...there's just no way of knowing who's a mutant until they
reveal their powers...!"


"Well..., we'll certainly HAVE to start keeping an eye on the Brotherhood
form now on..." said Scott, limping back to his car as the X-Men piled into
two vehicles. "...or else Bayville High will be a warzone of mutant
phenomena...!"



>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pt-6<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<


	The Brotherhood return to their home [an old rundown vintage
Victorian home on the outskirts of town], a secret boardinghouse for
children of delinquency, run by its founder: Madam Mystique.
	The boys pile into the house [beaten and shaken], under the
mistaken belief that they may have accidentally murdered someone. Flopping
down in torn and ripped furniture, they feel the need to hideout until the
dust clear around the death of Jean Grey. Surely Scott and his friends have
reported the incident to police by now, and a squad of police cars were on
their way to arrest the juveniles...?


"LOOK AT YOU ALL..." said the unmistakable voice of Mystique, as she
entered the house shortly after the boys. "...LOSERS, ALL OF YOU!" she
yelled, causing the boys to cringe with fear.


"Mystique..., we fucked up..." admitted Lance, feeling as if it were all
his fault. "...we got into a fight with some kids from school..., and I
think I might've accidentally..., KILLED one of them...!"


"Jean Grey!" said Mystique, already aware of the incident.
	The boys looked shocked, there just was no way of hiding stuff from
Mystique. "Yes..., I KNOW all about your pathetic little fight with
Xavier's students..." said the blue skinned red-head as she walked by the
boys in disgust. "...and I KNOW how Jean Grey TRICKED you into believing
you killed her so you'd all turn tail and run like the pathetic dogs you
are...!" she added, looking down at Mimic in particular...


"Tricked us...??" asked Lance, pissed.


"Yes..." smiled Mystique, ominously. "...she's a telepath, with the power
to make you THINK anything she wants...! All she had to do was tap into
those pea sized brains of yours, and off you all ran, not even bothering to
check to see if it were real!"


"Well..., if she can git into our head n'all..., HOW'R we supposed to fight
`er...? She can get s before we even touch `er...!" asked Fred Dukes.


"You are supposed to be four of the toughest teenage mutants around..."
screamed Mystique. "...--RICTOR, with the power to create earthquakes at
will, --BLOB, the immovable object, --TOAD, with unmatched power and
agility, and --MIMIC, with the capability to copy any mutant's signature
powers within a two block radius...! Xavier's students should have been
dust under you shoe...! But instead you allowed them to get the upper
hand!"


"Hey..., we were outnumbered...!" defended Toad, hiding behind the sofa.


"I know Xavier has MANY students attending his farce of a school up at the
Institute..., but that's no reason for you all to act like a bunch of
pussies...!"


"hehe..., she said `pussies'...!" snickered Toad, ducking out of sight when
Mystique looked in his direction.


"But alas..., I have found TWO more new members for you...!" said Mystique,
walking to the front door. "Meet Arclight and HAVOK!" she introduced, as a
15 year old boy and girl stood in the doorway. "Vertigo has the power to
warp reality with just a thought..., while Havok here has the extremely
explosive raw power to rival even Xavier's prize pupil: Scott Summers...!
With THEM, your power increase dramatically! I expect the NEXT TIME you run
into Xavier's students, the outcome will be different..., and then maybe,
just MAYBE, you WILL kill one of those mutant do-gooders!"


NEXT: there's a mutant in the house...


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