Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2003 21:48:29 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: x-men tales3/the coming of BISHOP

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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cyclops- nightcrawler- iceman- storm- rogue- jean grey- cannonball- kitty
pryde- spike- wolfsbane- wolverine- professorX- gambit- magma- sunspot- bishop-
colossus- beast- / sabretooth- magneto- mystique- the sentinels- the brood-
omega red- the hellfire club- lady deathstrike- the brotherhood of evil mutants-
the imperial guard- the star jammers-
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Disclaimer:
These are Marvel Comics Characters
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    the cumming of BISHOP

The Blackbird flew in low over New York's gleaming skyline. Inside, its
occupants (Iceman, Jean Grey, Cyclops, Nightcrawler, Storm, Wolvesbane, and
Wolverine) were weary from their long journey to the Anartic insearch of Wolverine's
past. Little was found, but a great relief came to the elder X-Man, in the
reasurrance that his occurring nightmares, weren't actually nightmares, but
subconscious memories from his clouded past.
    Behind the controls were Storm, -commander of missions, and Jean Grey.

"We're coming up close to the mansion." stated Storm, reading the navigation
controls.
    The Blackbird continued it's course and exact speed, uninterrupted.
"Jean..." Storm said, gently touching the young redhead on her forearm.

"Oh, yes Ororo? I'm sorry, I was....daydreaming..." she said, coming out of
her trance.

"Appearantly." Storm said, pointing at navigations.
    Jean saw that she was about to over-shoot her objective, and
telekenitically started flipping switches and changing geers accordingly. The Blackbird
began to slow its speed, as the landing entrance came into view.

"What's wrong Jean?" Storm asked, keeping her voice low as not to attract
attention. "You have flown this craft dozens of times, what could have distracted
you so that you nearly missed the mansion?"
    Jean wasn't sure if she should confide in the older Ororo, about the
stray thoughts she'd been picking up from her boyfriend, -Scott Summers, aka
Cyclops, about their most recent mission. Eversince leaving the Artic, Jean's been
catching stray thoughts from Cyclops, thoughts that would indicate
something...strange, had went on between he, Wolverine, and Iceman. At first Jean had
thought the thoughts erratic, as she tried to screen them from entering her mind,
but then she felt his emotional energy that accompanied the thoughts, and
realized that his thoughts may have been actual memories.

    Blocking them out at the moment, Jean switched on the blackbird's rear
thrusters, then slowly decended the craft down into the landing pad, just
outside the Mansion's pririmiter.

((("Welcome back my X-Men. I trust everything went well?"))) came the
telepathic voice of the X-Men's lord and founder, -Professor Xavier.

((("As well as can be expected professor."))) said Jean, beaming her thoughts
directly into the mind of her teacher.

((("Good. I expect a full briefing when time permits. uh, Iceman, will you
report to my office at once? I'd like to, uh....discuss your untimely
blackouts.")))

"Yes professor." said the young Iceman, unbuckling himself from his seat and
exiting the ship.
    The other X-Men began following Bobby's lead, single filing out the side
exit, to catch the shuttle up to the mansion.

"Scott, can I speak to you for a moment?" Jean called.
    The two young lovers waited until everyone had left, before begining
their discussion.
"Is there something you want to tell me?" Jean asked, hoping Scott would want
to talk openly about the jumble of thoughts clouding his head.

"About what?"

"Well, for started, about how you managed to rip the seat of your pants?"
questioned Jean.

"My pants are of no consequence Jean."

"Alright, then how about the funny thoughts I been getting from you eversince
we left the Artic? What about those?"

"I can't believe this! You...you've been reading my thoughts??"

"No. No, I've been trying to block them out. They project themselves through
our psychic rapport..."

"Fuck you Jean! You have no right to invade my private thoughts like that!"
Scott shouted, exiting the Blackbird, and leaving a completely confused Jean
Grey behind in tears.

&

    Out on the grounds near the lake, a group of teenaged students (Sunspot,
Cannonball, Karma, Spirit, Magma, Mulitiple Boy, Spike, Kitty Pryde, Colossus,
Amanda, Rogue, Gambit, Syran, and Jubalee) from the mansion were playing and
relaxing. Colossus, -a Russian boy, was showing off his amazing ablity to
transform his body of flesh and blood into living organic steel, much to the
amazment of the group.

"Does his cock and balls turn to steel too?" Sunspot, a Brizilan boy
cat-called.

"You'd like to see that wouldn't you?" Spirit, an Indian girl said slyly,
just as Wolvebane came running up on her four legs from the brush.

"Looks, Rhain's back!" said Amanda, a young sorceress.
    The group crowded around Wolvesbane, petting her thick fur coat, and
asking for details regarding her mission. Wolvesbane transformed into her human
form, sat down on the grassy earth, and began filling everyone in on the X-Men's
most recent road-trip.

    Five minutes into the story, a horny Sam Gutherie, pulled the youngest
member -Mulitple Boy, away with him into the woods.
"Whats wrong?" The young lad asked, confused. "Don't you wanna hear about
Rhain's mission?"

"Wat I wan', is my cock suk'd." said the older, taller, pale southrener.
    He reached into his cut-offs and pulled out his long slender cock,
already rock hard and ready for action.

    The younger boy looked torn between wanting another chance at sucking on
the older boy's gorgeous cock, and hearing about the X-Men's latest
adventures. He had yet to accompany them on any of their missions so far, and was always
so eager to hear of details from his classmates that were luck enough to be
needed.

"Look, if'n you wanna hear Rhain's story so bad, sen' onea yurselves back ta
th' group ta hear it. But you stay hur an' suk on niss big dik. k?"

"Okay." said the boy, enthusiastically.
    Multiple Boy closed his eyes and concentrated, then suddenly, there were
two of him. Both twin boys opened their eyes, smiled at eachother, then the
newer boy turned and ran back to the group, while the first boy got down on his
knees and took the tall Guther's boy dick into his mouth and started sucking
tenderly. Sam leaned back on a tree, and just looked down at the young lad as
he tried unsucessfully to eat the cock whole before him. He took the dick into
his mouth, but his young throat was inexperienced, and he could not fit the
long hotdog all the way in just yet. He had just begun his new gig as cocksucker
several weeks ago, and was not yet able to deep throat, not like Roberto
(Sunspot) could. Cannonball closed his eyes, and thought back to the last time the
sexy young dark brizilan boy sucked his long peter down into his throat. His
dick jumped inside Multipuleboy's mouth, causing the youngster to suck harder
with more vigor.

&

    Meanwhile, Bobby Drake was in professor Xavier's private office, on his
knees between the teacher's legs, devoring the elder's 6 inch dick down to the
balls.

"Oh Bobby, you are so good at that. I'm about to cum..." Xavier groaned,
feeling the cum in his balls begining to rise up his shaft.
    Young Bobby sensed the forthcoming also, and sucked all the harder. His
head bobbed up and down in the professor's lap. Spit coating the bald man's
dick dripped down his stiff shaft, mingling into his hairy ball sack. Professor X
threw back his head, and let out a loud audible moan, just as the first wave
of cum shot out the head of his dick, coating Bobby's throat. Bobby swallowed
every drop that shot into his hungry mouth like it was the milk of life.
    Once properly drained, Xavier released his hold on the boys mind, and
Bobby found himself standing near the office door.

"That will be all mr. Drake." odered Xavier, not looking up from his desk as
he acted as if he were busy grading papers.

"...yes professor." said Bobby, twisting the door knob to exit the office.
For some reason he couldn't seem to remember anything after entering the
professor's office. Secretly, he wondered what was happening to him, as his throat
felt coated with that same funny taste as before. Bobby cupped his hand up to
his mouth, blowing his hot breath into his palm, and quickly smelling the air
through his nostrils. Whatever it was he ate, he couldn't smell it, he thought
to himself, much to the amusment of the professor.
    Opening the door, Bobby was prepared to exit, when a teary eyed Jean Grey
came running in.

"Professor, I have to talk to you at once!" she said frantically.

"Then by all means Jean, have a seat and talk to me." the professor said.
    Bobby closed the door behind him, wondering what that was all about.

&

    Out in the mansion's garage (which housed 2 limosines, 6 cars, 5
mini-bikes, and a classic Harley motorcycle), Logan (Wolverine) was busy changing the
oil in his cycle, when Cyclops walked up.

"Whut can I do fer you?" Wolvie said, smelling Scott long before he heard him
approaching.

"How'd you know I was there?" the boy asked, trying his best to be quiet.

"You been standing out there for the pass 10 minnits, like you was debatin'
comin' in. Wussup?" the older man asked, wipping his dirty hands on a equally
dirty rage.

"I think Jean may know what happened with us, in the castle."

"You told 'er?" Wolvie asked, knowing the cat would be out of the bag now.

"No. She read it in my thoughts." Cyke said.

"What happened ta all them psychic mind-barriers tha prof's been teachin'
yall all this time? Guess they juss went rite out tha window eh?"

"They tend to not work too well when your going through alot of stress." Cyke
defended. "What we gonna do? She's nodoubt telling the professor about it
right now."

"Whut can we do about it? Juss sit back an' see whut happens next."

"How can you be so calm about it? You realize once this gets around the
school, the others will think we gay or something." Scott asked, seeing Wolverine
go about business as usual.

"I learned along time ago, not ta git too upset 'bout thangs I can't
control." Wolvie said. Out of the side of his eye, he saw the pained expression on
Cyke's face as he tried to take a seat on a large create. "How's yur butt?" he
asked, concerned.

"Sore." Scott said, honestly. "Did you have to fuck me so hard?"

    Wolverine snickered.
"Sorry kid, if you wanna hang with the big dogs, that's how we do it."

"Well, I survived. Guess that says I can hang." Cyke smirked.

"Oh yeh? Don't count yur eggs b'fo they hatched boy. I been known to go
wilder." Wolvie said, sensing a challenge.

"So what made you hold back?" Scott asked. Wolverine couldn't tell if the boy
was serious, or just being facetious.

"Be thankful I did." he answered, cautiously.
    Scott sat there for a minute, debating. Then he got up from seated
position, crossing the floor over to the hairy older X-Man.
"You sure you wanna do this?" Wolverine warned, smelling the change in
Scott's scent, indicating his sexual arousal.

"Its all I been thinking about since we left the Anartic. Thats what got Jean
so upset." the boy said, reaching out to touch Wolverine's hairy chest
peeking out from under his wife-beaters t-shirt.

"An' wuss that?" Wolvie asked, feeling his own nipple harden, as well as his
dick.

"She sensed that I liked what we did. That I was thinking of maybe doing it
again, before I made my mind up about her and I."

"You and her?"

"Yeah. I need to be with you again, to see if these thoughts are legit or
not." Scott said, feeling the course hair under his fingers before reaching down
to caress the stiff lump in Logan's torn jeans.
    Wolverine breathed in deeply, the scent from Scott's arousal heighened
his animal senses. He grabbed a fistful of the boys sandy brown hair, yanking
his head backwards until his face was side by side with his own.

"So whut you tellin' me boy, is you liked whut I did ta you up at that castle
today? An' now you wanna be my bitch?"

"Yes...." Cyclops said, weakly. He always loved Wolverine's manliness. Now,
standing this close to him, knowing what may come next, had the young
teenager's cock rock hard and tenting out his khakis.

    Wolverine felt up Scott's young slim still growing body with raw animal
energy. He felt so soft, "likea gurl" thought Wolverine. He roughly turned
Scott's head towards his, using his hand free hand to squeeze the handsome boys
lips until the formed a sweet looking O shape. Wolverine leaned in to kiss the
boy's soft looking lips, when he felt Scott jerk back, reluctantly. Angered,
Wolvie gripped Scott's hair tighter, then dove his mouth onto Scott's, driving
his thick tongue into the boys resisting mouth.
    Instinctively, Scott sucked on the wet searching muscle, giving into
Wolverine's animal magnetizm.

    Wolverine picked up the 145lbs teenager, and carried him over to his
Harley where he sat him in the leather seat. Standing inbetween the boys spread
legs, Wolverine continued kissing him, causing Scott to moan softly with
passion. He could feel Wolverine's whiskers scratch at his smooth face as their lips
locked and slithered against eachother. He could taste the beer and cigars on
his fat probing tongue.

"You want me ta fuck you again?" Wolvie whispered between sloppy kisses.

"Yes." moaned Scott, not wanting to loose the fat tongue between his sucking
lips.

"Good. Git naked, I wanna shove this fat dick back up in that punk ass...."

&

    Meanwhile, Cannonball had his eyes close, his head reared back against
the big oak tree he was getting his hick dick sucked under. He had MulitpleBoy
by the sides of his head, and was burrying his long woody as far into the
knealing boy's mouth as possible. MultipleBoy had to conjured up multiple images of
himself to help aid in the ferce dicksucking Sam was forcing apon him. While
he continued to hold the older southren boys dick in his mouth, he called upon
another image of himself to suck on the squealing boy's low hanging balls, 2
other images of himself to suck on the boys nipples, and yet another image of
himself ate out Sam's musky asshole. In total ecstacy, Sam's head swayed back
and forth as he felt the cum in his balls begin the long journey up the slim
shaft and into Mulitple Boy's suckling mouth.

"ARRHHH!!!" Sam gushed, shooting his spunk into the back of MulipleBoy's
throat, force feeding the inexperienced boy and causing him to gag up the load
before swllowing it back down into his tummy. The other images of him
disappeared, as he concentrated on taking down all of Sam's sweet tasting cum.

"Oh, yeh kid, that was good. You get'n betta at it." Sam complimented, with a
big toothy grin.

"Thanx." smiled the young boy, feeling the thick clot of cum slowly dripping
down his throat.

"Thought something fishy was goin' on back here." Gambit said, catching the
two boys off guard.

"Remy!" Cannonball said, his long dick still out in the open, bobbing up and
down, dripping semen.

"Skoolin' the new kid, huh Sam?" Gambit said, caressing the swelling in his
shorts.
    He arrived just in time to see Sam feeding MultipleBoy his hot load.

    Embarrassed, Sam tucked his spent prick back into his cut-offs.
"Wat you doin' lurkin' round back up in hur, numb-nutt?"

    The cajin smiled wickedly.
"Lookin' for Roberto. He was goin' to show me his brazilian sword swallowin'
trick, but I saw 'em disappear into the woods with the russian kid when
wolfgurl started talkin'."

"Oh. I seen it b'fore. You gonna love it." said Sam, sounding somewhat
jealous.
    He himself had been on the receiving end of Sunspot's amazing suction
abilities many times over. The two shared a room back at the mansion, eversince
coming to the school over 2 years ago, and knew eachothers bodies well. It was
always Sam that got to top, as Roberto loved having his dark round brazilian
ass pumped full of hard dick. Roberto had been trying to get his hands on
Gambit's eversince meeting the swave cajin about a year back, but never thought
he'd get the chance, as Remy turned down his sexual advance at every turn. Gambit
was seriously interested in his current girlfriend -Rogue, but her inability
to control her haywire powers to absorb life giving essence from whomever she
touches, makes sex with the robust southren belle, all but impossible.
    Remy decided to stop playing coy, and let the handsome brizilian do his
stuff on him.

"Looks like you done well yourself." Remy said, eyeing the two boys.

"Well, its always room fer improovement." said Sam, gently cupping the back
of MultipleBoy's head, and leading him back to camp.

"Oh yeh, if you see Rogue, tell 'er I went lookin' for fire wood." Gambit
yelled back with a wink.

"You got it." Sam said, disappearing into the bush.
    Gambit knew there was something about Gutherie he didn't like, but
decided to worry about that later after remembering his reason for journeying into
the woods in the first place. He moved on deeper into the forrest, sure that he
would find what he was looking for just around the corner. He knew he'd
better find it quick, else he'd be pounding his own pud yet again tonight, and with
that talky ole nosey Nightcrawler as a room-mate, jacking off wasn't all too
easy.

Meanwhile, Scott was bent over Wolverine's Harley Davidson, his slacks
bundled down around his ankles, his firm hairless teenaged asscheeks in the air,
exposed to the afternoon elements. Logan looked down at the round pale boycheeks,
and whistled a tune of approoval. Touching the tender flesh, his mind flashed
back to just hours ago, when he had his uncut sausage lodged deep up in the
struggling boys tight rectum.

"You shure ya wanna do this kid?" he asked cautiously again, giving Scott
another chance to back out.

"Yes Logan, I'm sure." Scott confirmed, looking back over his shoulder.

"Ya know theres a chance I could lose control." Wolverine warned. "I could go
wild if I let loose. You could seriously git hurt."

"I trust you Wolverine." Scott said, wanting to feel himself taken over
phyiscally once again.
    Shrugging his shoulders, Wolverine bent forward, burrying his hairy face
into the boy's crevice. Scott gasped aloud, feeling Wolvie's hot tongue probe
his bare buttock....

&

"AAARRHH! FUCK ME RUSKIE! FUCK MY ASSHOLE!" Gambit heard Sunspot yelling over
the churp of birds in the trees.
    He eased up on the site where the two abrant teens choose to work out
their sexual frustrations. He purched himself up on a bolder, and watched as the
huge muscular Peter Rusputin -Colossus, fucked his thick russian dick up into
the dark round ass of his brazilian teammate.

    Roberto Dacosta was obviously no stranger to thick dick in his rectum,
Gambit noticed. He was bent at the waist, his dark brown muscled legs spread
wide apart, as the russian boy behind him held on tightly to his hips, pumping
his fleshy pole aggressively up the boy's bouncing backside. Sunspot was
grinning happily, feeling his stretching asswalls separate everytime the bigboy shove
deeply inside of him. He knew that Kitty Pride had had a crush on the
handsome foreigner, whom barely spoke a word of english, but he knew his bubbling
brown buttock was better suited for the russian's thick tool, than Kitty's
inexperience virgin twat. The poor girl would never have survived Peter's rough
pounding.

"Good show." Gambit called claping his hands, startling the two lads.
    Instantly, Colossus transformed his tan flesh into steel, an instinctive
reaction to danger. Roberto felt the difference immediately in his rectum. At
first, there was an angry jolt, like an electrical current being emitted
throughout his body by way of his anus, shocking him deep within, then he felt the
penis in his colon thicken in length and width, its steely base still alive
with energy.

"Ohmygosh!" he yelled aloud at the exqusite feeling tingling through his
body, clinching his asscheeks when he felt Colossus about to pull out.

"Company..." Colossus said, pointing at Remy as he started to withdraw.

"Don't stop on my account fellas, jus' passin' through." Gambit said, smiling
mischievously.

"Don't pull out!" warned Roberto, pushing his ass back on Colossus's hardon,
re-capturing it with his soft hole.
    Eyeing Gambit cautiously, Colossus reluctantly began pumping his hips,
driving his steel-on deep into Roberto's bowels. The power now behind Colossus's
pumps, was strong enough to injure Roberto. He felt his hips crack with each
thrust, and worried he may shatter his hip bones. Absorbing the power of the
sun itself, Roberto transformed himself into his alter-ego -Sunsport, turning a
tar-like color. Colossus looked down at the pitch black ass he held onto. His
silvery colored dick disappeared up into the blackness with ever thrust of
his hip, then reappeared with each withdraw. He could feel the slick tightness
of the powerful ass grip triple in strength, flexing on his steel rod. He knew
it was only a matter of time before his would be painting Sunspot's insides
with his heavy load. But Colossus had never cum while in his steel form before,
and wonder just what would happen once climax was apon him.

"Fuck 'em, fuck dat ass..." Remy encouraged, whispering in Colossus's ear
from behind.
    Colossus's shorts were down around his ankles, and Gambit couldn't get
enough of seeing that round steely asscheeks hump back and forth as he drove his
powerful cock into the blackhole repeatedly. Gambit wondered if Colossus's
hole was equally steeled, like the rest of his body. Leaning in on Colossus
back, Remy reached his hands downward, and began caressing Colossus's hard ass. He
reeled at the idea of seeing Colossus's bare silvery hole pulsing in and out
as he fucked the willing kid.

    Gambit ran his middle finger across the sensative hairless pucker, then
gently pushed up inside. Colossus gasped as the finger wiggled up in him, then
tightened his hole on the probing digit, nearly severing it in his rectum.

"Yeeeeooooowww!!!" Gambit yelled, yanking his finger out immediately. It felt
as if he'd just smashed it in a car's door.

"Sorry..." Colossus said, sounding like Arnold Schwarzenegger.

"No problem Remy said, fighting the instinct to suck his throbbing finger in
his mouth.

    Colossus pumped harder, driving his 8 inch pole deep into Sunspot's hole
over and over again. Jacking off perfusely, Sunspot began to tremble, his
nails dug into the rock he had been leaning against, and the small bolder cracked
then crumbled under the strain, sending a cumming Sunspot and a humping
Colossus to the ground like falling tanks.

    The ground shook as the two bodies hit the dirt hard. Still embedded,
Colossus continued digging into Sunspot's hole, the cum in his round hard metal
balls near ready to spill. Sunspot ached his back, his legs spread out under
Colossus's bulky frame. The russian humped hard, causing thunderous claps to
echo through the air everytime his hard steel hips slapped into Sunspot's
energized cheeks. The two mutants looked a amazing sight, as one powerful being
pumped relentlessly into another.

"AAAAHHHHHHHH....CUMMINGGGGGGGG.....!!!" Colossus yelled, pumping his dick
inside Sunspot's roost one last time before pulling out.
    The steel penis shown wetly from Sunspot's insides. It jerked with live
energy, as Sunspot resumed his human form, and spun around to receive the
tin-man's sweet cum nector. He place his lips right at the head of the dick, then
opened his mouth and waited. The first spurt of hot juice shot out with the
speed of a gun shot. The white liquid stung Roberto's face as it missed his mouth
and smacked into his cheek, stinging like a hand smack. The second spurt hit
his lips. The third, forth and fifth landed directly in his mouth, almost
chocking him as it hit the back of his throat with force.

    Once the juice ceased cumming, Roberto sucked the steel tube into his
mouth, trying his best to suck the remaining sauce out from inside. Gambit was
now rock hard seeing this lusty action unfold before his very eyes. His gaze was
locked in on Roberto's now fleshy asscheeks. He could easily see the damage
Colossus's steel rod has done on the brazilian lad. Roberto had obviously been
taking big dicks for years, thought Remy.
    He walked up behind the cute youngster, and pulled his hot to the touch
asscheeks apart. The hole gaped open easily. The red fleshy insides were
visable, the outter rim was soft a wet, the hole looked as if it showed no
resistance at all, almost as if it were just fist-fucked.

    Reaching into his pants, Gambit fished out his raging hardon. Without
greasing it, he aimed the head at Roberto's opening, and pushed in with one long
hard shove. Roberto gasped around his mouthful of metal dick, but otherwise
took Gambit's piece rather easily. Gambit gripped firmly onto Roberto's hips,
watching his 7 inch cock being swallowed up by the boy's slacked anus. The soft
wet ring sucked loosely on Remy's woody, taking it into it's deep depths.

    Roberto could barely feel Gambit's healthy woody poking his numbed
insides after being completely pulverized by Colossus' steely monster, but just
knowing that the cajin beauty he'd been lusting over for many months was now
nailing away at his asshole, had Roberto's dick once again on the rise.
    He widened his legs, and arched his back to give the humping new
orleanian clear passage into his inner rectum. He hoped Gambit was enjoying the slack
looseness of his hole, as he could not tighten the relaxed muscles after the
workout Colossus' had given it. He was still sucking lovingly on the big guy's
metal piece, when Colossus suddenly reverted back to human form, then fell
back wards on his russian buttocksn exhausted. His dick shortened by one inch
between Roberto's suckling lips, but remained hard as the sex charged teen
continued nursing on the tasty fat inches.

"Is...good...ass...ya...?" smiled Peter, his handsome dimples digging deep
into his cheeks.

"Ya!" grunted Gambit, ignoring the friendly foreigner while pumping harder
into the soft buttocks.
    He couldn't believe he was fucking his first man. He'd had his dick
sucked on occasion from other males from time to time over the years, when female
pussy wasnot available. But he had always drew the line at actually penetrating
one up the ole chocolate fudge-way. This time, having watched his two
team-mates fuck like maniacs, made him so hot to stick something, that he feared he'd
explode from an abundance of stored sperm, -the unfortunate side effects of
dating someone whom could not be physically tounched. He only regreted that
this wasn't his girlfriend -Rogue's ass that was sucking him so expertly.

    He could feel his dick getting closer to shooting it's weeks and weeks of
stored-up cum. Gambit loved fucking, almost as much as he enjoyed a good
heist (him being an ex-thief). When he was single, he was never without a pussy or
a mouth for his pleasures. But since joining the x-men, and subsequently
dating Rogue, he's all but given up on the act, until professor Xavier could find
a cure for Rogue's uncontrolable powers.

"Oh yeah!" Scott Summers groaned, feeling Logan's stubby tongue stabbing into
his wide spread anal-hole.
    Logan had the boy by the asscheeks, holding them wide, as he licked and
slobbered all over the teens slightly haired opening. He remembered what it
felt like being ball deep inside that cock-trap, and was practically aching to
get back up in that particular sattle once again.

    Scott, was marveling at the new sensations spreading throughout his anus.
He never knew he could et such pleasure from his asshole. In all the time
he'd been fucking Jean, he now felt as if he had some idea of it she must feel
like when he's eating at her sweet vagina.
    Logan was now darting his tongue in and out of his ass, tongue fucking
him as would a tiny dick. Scott loved the feelings Wolverine was punishing him
with. He loved the tiny growls the older man made when he ate at his wrinkled
anal-vagina, causing small ripples of total ecstacy to shoot through Scott's
bottom.

"Oh fuck, Logan..." moaned Scott, leaning over Wolvie's Harley. "...I want
your cock in me, man." he gasped, his lust rising to dangerous levels as he
wiggled his lucious rump on Wolvie's hairy face. The rough briskles of the mans
chin scratched sensuously at his sensitive hole. He wanted Logan to stop eating
his lustful snatch, and plunge his fat dick into the tight space, just as he
did earlier.

    Logan was having too much fun eating the sweet, practically chicken ass
before him. He devoured Scott's sexy little compact booty, nibbling at the
white cheeks, kissing the hard buns, then lusciously attacking the rasin anus with
the pointed tip of his tongue.
    Wolverine hadn't had pussy this sweet and tasty, since the time he
started seeing Ororo Monroe. For a brief time (unbeknownced to the others), the two
had been seeing eachother socially. Storm was a wildcat in bed, Logan
recalled, but the two decided to call it quits when she started dating Forge, their
resident scientist. Logan knew Storm was attracted to Forge's intelligence, and
that she'd eventually be back in his bed once she realized he couldn't cut it
in the sack like he could.

    Meanwhile, he was lucky that he had found another sweet-cunt to take her
place. He bent Scott over farther, nearly bending the boy double. He jammed
his oral muscle all the way up into the fully exposed passage. Scott's moans was
continuous as he surrendered to the more experienced mans advances. Logan
took complete advantage of Scott's new position, and tongue fucked the quivering
boy-cunt that much deeper, opening it up for a more thourough lashing.

"Nooo...please...fuck me....." Scott begged, unable to fight as he hole was
vicously mauled by the hungry manimal behind him.
    He desprately wanted Woverine's dick inside of him, but couldn't resist
the wedging his was getting at the moment. He felt his asshole go totally slack
under the relentless oral activity. The tongue slipped up even further,
causing Scott to choke back a frightful yell.

    Logan pulled his wet face from between the tight buns his grizzly hands
held apart, stretching the dime sized elastic hole he'd been smooching on for
the past quarter hour. Focusing his keen eyesight on the pouting pucker, he
noticed the hole leaking a white substance. His taste-buds indicated it was
semen. Wolerine realized that he'd just been eating his own load inwhich he'd shot
inside the boy earlier in the day. His cock jerked at the thought, as he stood
up, spit into the palm of his hand, massged the slick spit lubricant along
his hard shaft, then started shoving his fat woody up into Scott's unprotected
bowels.

"Oh, YEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHH!!!" yelled Roberto, as he jacked himself off onto
the grassy stones beneath him.
    He was still sicking off his russian friend Peter, whom was laid back on
the ground with his eye shut tight, concentrating on feeding the dark boy his
sweet russian sperms. He loved living in america, with it's televisions, ball
games, girls, and plenty of sex, sex, sex. Eversince arriving here, the girls
(and Roberto) had been hot to get into his sexy jeans. Especially that young
Kitty Pride. The thogts of busting such a young girl's obviously virgin pussy,
made the boy's cock jerk in Roberto's mouth. The knealing boy sucked all the
harder, determined to get another load out of his husky friend.

"Yeeh, work dat ass!" said Gambit, feeling Roberto's snug hole tighten
slightly as he rode the boy's butt to nearing climax.
    He had a live show going on, watching his hairy crotch push his sizable
tool in and out of the Brizilian's ass. He watched the gaping hole as it
swallowed, then gave up his plunging dick, over and over. He bit down on his lower
lip, trying to keep control. It'd been weeks since he's had any ass, since he
fucked Nightcrawler's girlfriend -Amanda, on the hanger dock after practice one
day. It was the horny girl's first time, as Nightcrawler had been too shy and
bashful to engage himself in the nasties.

"Oh shit...!" he yelled unexpectantly, as his balls suddenly contracted,
sending a hydrant load up his cum tube. "AAAAARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHH....!!" the cajin
cried, feeling the cum-load rip through his pulsating prick. The aching cock
could hardly handle the volume of cum that his balls produced after weeks of
inactivity. The sheer mass threatened to overload the swelling cum-tube along
the belly of the penis, when it suddenly exploded forth, filling Roberto's numb
anal track with ounces and ounces of potient cream. Gambit shoved inward,
freezing his spewing lance deep inside the bottomless bowels that housed his root.
He could feel his life's essence being lowly sucked out of him, as he grew
weaker with each jolt.

    Roberto, felt the pulsing cock in his ass, though barely, due to the
numbness his hole felt. He knew Remy was filling his rectum full of his baby
juices, and tried unsuccessfully to tighten his receiving end on the erupting
invader. He felt Peter's cock thicken between his lips, and took the swollen pipe
deeper into the recedes of his throat.

"Yes, yes, Arrrhhhhhh!!!" Peter yelled, feeling his cum shoot up and out of
his throbbing penis, and into the waiting mouth of Roberto. Peter thrashed
about on the ground, biting at his lower lip to keep from yelling out too loud.
The first orgasm was harder, but both drained the boy efficiently, as his hard
tool began to shrink.

    Roberto had gulped down his second load from Peter Rasputin, and was
quickly requiring a taste for the big mans jiz. He felt Gambit fall forward,
lifeless, as the last of his load seaped into his accepting rectum. All three boys
were exhausted, and ready to return to the camp with the others, when the wind
suddenly began to pick up.

"What's that?" Roberto asked, as shards of electrical energy formed like
lightening against the back-drop. An eerie blue glow appeared, followed quickly by
a bright white light.

"Over there!" Peter pointed, looking over his shoulder, just as someone
jumped from the lighted glow.

"Made it!" the man said, falling from the sky -nude.

"Heavens, it's raining men...!" smiled Roberto. The three lads got up off the
ground, and ran to the mans rescue.

    The stranger slowly stood. His pink skin smoking from his journey through
the teleporter. His long brown hair fell softly along his back and shoulders,
as he surveyed the area, brazenly unaware he was completely naked.

"Can I...help you?" Roberto asked, walking up to the man, his eyes fixed on
the low hanging weapon between the mans legs.

"Uh, yes you may. Come forth..." invited the man, noticing the lustful gaze
the dark skinned lad laid apon him. Peter and Remy stood in the backgound
cautiously, watching the mans every move. "Such a beautiful boy." the man said,
reaching up to stroke Roberto's face. Roberto was mesmerized, as he watched the
man's soft penis slowly begin to grow and thicken between his legs. "Kneal."
spoke the man. "Kneal for me."

    Speechless, Roberto fell to his knees, his mouth already open for
service. The man's fully hardened cock bobbed up and down, eager to enter the hot
oral cavity presenting itself before him.

"MountJoy, No! Get away from him!" yelled another voice.
    The man turned around. His eyes narrowed as the focused in on the figure
appearing through the same blue/white glow he emerged from. This new body,
dark in color, landed squarely on his feet. He stood upright, his long black hair
blowing majestically in the wind, as his nude thick muscular frame took
point. "Move away from him....now!"

"Aww..." groaned MountJoy from where he stood. "...it appears that Bishop,
wants you boys all to himself."

Continued....