I Am the Hunted

Logan knew what he had done was wrong, but he really didn't care, and from the likes of the way Ray reacted, neither did he. After sleeping the rest of the night he woke up sometime around noon only to find the mansion virtually empty. Everyone had gone out with friends or by themself and him, Charles, Beast, and Rogue, who wasn't feeling great, were the only ones left. Logan would be eating by himself then. Not that it really bothered him. A little quiet was nice now and again. He strode down towards the kitchen only to run into Charles. "Ah, Logan, may I have a word with you in my office?" Logan felt his insides lurch at the prospect of what the Professor might be wanting to ask him.

Once safely inside the Professor's office he sat down in front of the Professor. Charles looked at Logan. Logan couldn't really read the expression on his face, but he didn't look angry or anything. He didn't sense any. "Logan, I just wanted to ask you, I've been sensing some other presences in the midst of our property here and the kids have said that they sometimes hear strange sounds coming from the outer grounds at night. I was just wondering if everything is alright?" Logan felt a little relief that he hadn't figured it out, or so he hoped. "Just some intruders, some of Magneto's men, wants me to join 'em, so I beat the hell outta 'em, they should know better 'n that." Logan avoided the other part of their battles he wanted to keep secret. Charles looked worried for a moment then fixed Logan with a serious stare. "Ok, but if anything gets too out of hand I want you to notify me immediately." Then Charles smiled at Logan and said, "I trust you, but if you need us, we're here." Logan nodded and went on his way back to the kitchen to eat something.

The students got back at different times, but all of them were back by about 10 that night and Logan was glad that there were none of them going to stay out late for fear that if something happened, they would try to find out what it was. With the string of Magneto's men coming just about every night, he most certainly expected one tonight. After everyone was in bed at a little after midnight, Logan went on his usual prowl of the property, knowing that he was going to run into someone. It wasn't at all long before he picked up someone's scent. So far only one person. The smell was faintly metallic and dark, and he sensed a great power in this person.

As he roamed along the outer edges of the property, he suddenly felt himself being picked up off of the ground. It felt as if his bones were about to be ripped out of his body. He screamed as his claws unsheathed themselves of their own accord and began to bend outwards, stretching themselves almost to breaking point. Logan gritted his teeth. There was only one person capable of doing this to him, and that was Magneto himself. He felt himself being thrown against the ground near the wooded area and then being helplessly picked up and battered by the magnetic mutant. Soon he was released and he dropped to the ground with a thud, his body pulsing with pain. He healed quickly though and soon enough he stood on his feet and looked around. From the sky Magneto slowly lowered himself to the ground in front of Logan. His eyes shone as he glared at Logan. "So Logan, you do not want to join my men and I," came Magneto's silky voice. Logan knew better than to try and attack him. "I told ya and I told yer men, I ain't never joinin' you," Logan growled. Magneto smiled under his helmet, making his eyes glow even brighter. "I have ways of changing peoples' minds you know," Magneto said.

With that he lifted Logan against a tree and held him there with his magnetic power. Logan just glared at him, unable to move. He was ready for pain, but instead he felt Magneto begin to work his powers against his body in a most interesting way. He began by using his power against Logan's massive chest, working his way down his entire body, massaging, caressing, and somtimes putting delightfully painful pressure on Logan's most sensitive areas. Logan felt his belt buckle coming undone and teh belt was carelessly dropped to the ground. Magneto floated closer to Logan and Logan looked at him, unsure of what to think. Magneto discarded his helmet and stood mere inches away from Logan, his breath coming in harsh pants across Logan's face. Apparently he was getting as worked up as Logan was. Magneto pulled Logan's pants off, letting them trail slowly over his growing erection and Logan groaned under his breath. He wished he could move. Soon his shirt was discarded also, leaving Logan naked and floating in the air.

Magneto pushed and pulled on Logan's body until Logan felt the world spinning beneath him, not just from pain but from a sinful pleasure he was getting from this. Magneto smirked as he watched Logan respond to him. Soon Magneto placed his hands on Logan's chest, feeling the hard expanse of muscle, stopping to rub his thumbs over Logan's hard nipples, all the while putting magnetic pressure on Logan. He worked his hands down to Logan's fully erect cock and enclosed his hand over it and began to pump it, making Logan buck unwillingly against his hand. He heard, through his dizzied lust, Magneto pull his own large, thick member out and began to stroke it. Logan could visibly see the veins pulsing against Magneto's cock. Magneto places two fingers at Logan's mouth and Logan sucked on them like he would like to suck Magneto's cock, feeling so incredibly dirty and shameful about this, which got him off even more. Magneto took his knee and forced Logan's legs apart, and he took his dripping wet fingers and slowly but forcefully pushed them into Logan's ass, two of them, then a third, stretching Logan, moving in and out at a frustratingly slow pace, getting him ready. Logan felt some of the pressure released on his arms and instead of bashing the hell out of Magneto, he reached out and put his hands on Magneto's armor-clad shoulders and pushed himself into Magneto's fingers as Magneto used his powers to send ripples of pleasure through Logan's body and stimulate every sensitive nerve he had in his body.

Logan felt like his body was on fire from the incredible sensations he was getting. He had never thought of Magneto in this manner before, but that excited him and turned him on even more, and especially because he was doing this forbidden act with one of the team's biggest enemies. Someone who could probably kill him if he really wanted to. Magneto moved his face in and buried it in the crook of Logan's neck, and Logan could smell the man's arousal, and something sweeter, perhaps shampoo. The scent of heady arousal clung to him thickly and he pressed his body into Magneto's as Magneto worked his fingers inside of him. Magneto placed light kisses on Logan's neck and then trailed his tongue up the side of Logan's neck and across his jawline. He brought his mouth to Loganand and trailed his tongue along Logan's slightly parted mouth and then embraced it in a passionate kiss. Magneto thrust his tongue into Logan's mouth, tasting his mix of cigars and beer, and his own personal flavor. Their tongues fought each other for dominance as Magneto ravished Logan's body and senses.

Magneto continued to pump his own cock as he kissed Logan and fucked him with his other hand. Between the growls, moans, and Logan's thrusting himself towards him, Magneto knew Logan was ready for him. He withdrew his mouth and his fingers, prompting Logan to growl in protest. But Magneto spun Logan around and spit onto his throbbing dick and slowly parted Logan's cheeks and placed his cock at his entrance. He pushed in, first the tip, then a bit more, until Logan was trying to impale himself upon Magneto's cock, in which Magneto thrust the rest of his dick inside Logan and began to hammer him hard. As Magneto thrust himself inside of Logan, he lowered his head to Logan's back and began to alternate kisses and bites up Logan's back and up the back of his neck. He lavished attention to one of Logan's sensitive spots in the crook where his neck meets his shoulder, nipping on the skin and then laving it with his tongue.

Logan could feel himself tightening and his ears began ringing as he felt the onslaught of a powerful climax begin to overtake him. Magneto used his powerful magnetic powers to put pressure on Logan's groin, adding to the already mindnumbing sensations Logan was feeling. Logan could feel himself ready to explode, and he did, up his abdomen and all over the tree. His thick, white cum shot out of his dick in thick spurts, coating his abdomen in white and making a sharp contrast on the tree's dark brown trunk. This sent Magneto over the edge also and he filled Logan up with his white-hot jizz. With a few more powerful thrusts, he withdrew himself and lowered them both to the ground. Logan retrieved his clothes and Magneto put himself back in order.

Out of the darkkgrokground stepped Magneto's lackies, Sabertooth, Gambit, Pyro, and Colossus. Logan looked at them all and then back over to Magneto, who was smiling smugly at him. Logan did not want to be on Magneto's side and he knew tha wha what this was all about. It would be hard for Logan to handle all of them by himself and he pondered mentally calling on Charles for help. He decided he'd better call on Charles out of fear of the safety of the mansion and the people who lived in it, including himself. He reached out to Charles, who sat in his office reading. 'Chuck, I need your help. I can't take 'em all at once,' he said to Charles. 'Ok Logan, be careful, we'll be out there fast to help you,' came Charles' response. The group began moving in towards Logan and Logan took his fighting stance, his metallic claws unsheathing themselves. He was ready to fight.