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Round Two
Author: Darkestangel
Series: Let the Games Begin
Title: Round Two
Author’s Website: http://home.bellsouth.net/p/PWP-darknessprevails
Summary: Logan and Warren play games for the ultimate prize, Scott Summers
Comments: angela9in@ureach.com
Archive: yes to Nadja at Scott Fanfiction, everyone else with permission
Warnings: slash, angst, crude language, borderline non-con
Pairing: Scott/Warren
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Marvel Comics and 20th Century Fox own the X-Men characters. I’m just borrowing them for a little bit. I promise to return them unharmed.
Author’s Notes: This story take place in the first X-Men movie. Logan and Scott have already been involved with each other, and Warren comes to town for his biannual fuck fest with Scott.
Thirty minutes after his excursion with Logan, Scott came back downstairs freshly showered and refreshed. The flush of his cheeks didn’t go unnoticed by Warren. The Wolverine had obviously won Round One, but he wasn’t going to win the prize. He didn’t come to New York just to visit. He came here to be with Scott and no amount of growling or sneering from Logan was going to stop him.
Scott tried to avoid Angel’s stare, but he couldn’t help but to look at the sexy blonde who had made such an impact in his life. They had been lovers for over five years, seeing each other rarely, but they made each time count. If they were honest with each other, they would admit that they didn’t see each other often because they couldn’t be around each other for long periods of time. When they were younger, they would argue constantly, and fuck like dogs to makeup, but there never really was an emotional connection between the two. Sure they would die for each other, but Scott would die for any of his teammates.
He looked to the other side of the room and saw Logan staring at him. Logan and Warren were similar in that neither one of them could stand Scott’s company for long, but at least Logan attempted to spend time with him, of course it usually always led to him having Logan’s cock in his ass or mouth, but at least they talked afterwards. There was definitely an emotional connection to Logan; although, it seemed to be hatred and mistrust rather than love or fondness. It was like Logan intentionally tried to piss him off just so they could have angry sex.
Regardless of how he felt for the two of them, he was determined to avoid both of them for the remainder of the weekend. He didn’t want them to fight or compete over him, so he planned on spending time with Jean, who was the safer bet between the three. He knew that Logan would be pissed, but he would overover it. It was Warren that he was worried about. He knew the mutant had only come to the mansion to have sex with him, and he was going to be mad as hell if he didn’t get it.
Somehow Scott avoided the two men for the remainder of the night, and he decided to take a long swim before going to bed. He came to the pool often late at night when no one was around. He loved getting away from all the stress of being the leader of the X-Men. He got tired of grading papers, creating training exercises, and being at the Professor’s feet whenever he called.
He took several laps in the pool letting all the stress go. He thought about the two men who were fighting for his affection, and he wondered when the two men had become so possessive. Logan was obviously pissed with the whole Warren thing. The hard pounding he received from Logan only hours earlier was proof of that. Warren, on the other hand, was more discreet with his hostility. He could tell by the cold shoulder he was getting that Warren didn’t appreciate the sexual antics going on between Logan and himself.
As always, Scott swam without his goggles, allowing the cool water to wash over his closed eyes. It felt good not wearing the cumbersome goggles. It was while he had his head backwards floating in the water that he heard the distinctive wings fluttering.
“Where’s your boyfriend?”
Scott swam to the ledge of the pool to retrieve his goggles, “I don’t have a boyfriend.”
Scott heard the wing fluttering above his head, and he involuntarily ducked from their reach, “Are you looking for these?”
Scott knew he was talking about his glasses, “Give them to me please.”
“Not until you answer me truthfully. Do you love him?”
“No.”
“How long you two been fucking?”
“About two months.”
“And he thinks that you’re his right?”
“Yes, give me my glasses Warren.”
“I don’t think so Scott, not until we have this settled.”
Scott heard Angel flying about again, hoping that he wouldn’t reach in the pool and grab him. He hated it when Angel did that to him. He had absolutely no control when Warren held him next to his body and flew hundreds of feet off the ground. It was the same feeling he got when Logan used his claws; a feeling of mistrust and resentment.
“What do you want me to say Warren? We’re just fucking. There’s nothing more to it than that.”
“Well there’s obviously more to it as far as he’s concerned.”
“He doesn’t care about me like that Warren. He is just being territorial; it’s in the Wolverine nature. He’s just trying to show you who the alpha-male is in the pack.”
“Well I can be territorial too,” he grabbed Scott by the shoulders and flew him around the indoor pool facility.
“Let me down Warren. I don’t want to play this stupid game tonight.”
Surprisingly, Angel did as he was told, and he placed Scott gently down on the side of the pool on his back. Scott’s feet were dangling off into the pool, submerged in the cool water. He could tell by the depth of the water that they were near the stairs in the shallow end. He felt Warren’s hands touching him gently on his belly and on his thighs, and he felt wet kisses on his nipples and neck.
“God, I’ve missed you beautiful. Please let me inside of you Scott.”
Scott didn’t resist as Warren slid down his swimming trunks, or when he slid in between his legs. He couldn’t see Warren’s face, but he was sure he was staring at him, while he undressed himself, and that always got him excited. He felt Warren’s fingers massaging his thighs, and he began licking Scott’s cock gently. He licked up and down the length, and he sucked on the head teasingly, liking the reaction he was getting from Scott.
“I want you Scott. Please don’t deny me,” he let his tongue travel to the tightest hole he knew, and he licked and fucked it with his tongue. He loved the taste of Scott’s ass in his mouth, and he smiled when he heard his friend whimper in pleasure.
“You won’t deny me will you?” he teased sticking his thumb into Scott’s entrance.
“Never,” was the almost breathless reply.
Warren watched his thumb going in and out of the sweet tight hole, and he licked his lips wanting to taste Scott once again. He took turns fucking the hole with his tongue and his fingers, and Scott was losing utter control. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he had Scott’s cum in his mouth, so he began stroking his own cock.
“Come for me baby. Fuck yourself on my fingers,” he increased the finger probing brushing Scott’s prostate in the process. “That’s it Scott, let me see you cum,” he nibbled on Scott’s ass cheeks and avoided touching Scott’s dick. He felt his fingers getting hugged firmly as Scott’s ass clenched tight with his orgasm, and it took everything in him not to climax himself.
Before Scott could recover or stop him, Warren lifted him into the pool, so that he could fuck him in the water. Warren sat on the second step, making sure that just the tips of his wings touched the water. He guided Scott onto his lap facing his face to the wall and his back towards Warren’s chest.
Scott sat on the thick cock and shuddered in both pleasure and pain as it went all the way inside him. He felt Warren pushing him up and down. The water made him almost weightless, and Warren easily pulled and pushed on his hips, fucking Scott slowly and tenderly.
Warren shoved his hips up further into Scott, and the leader of the X-Men sounded like a porno slut. His mouth couldn’t control the obscenities coming out of it, “Yeah, fuck my ass Warren. Give it to me good baby…”
““You like that sweetness?”
“Yes, yes, yes…You’re such a bastard coming in here like this.”
“Yes I am, and you’re my bitch, right?”
“Yes…”
“Yes what?” he asked slamming his balls hard up against Scott’s ass.
“Yes, I’m your fucking bitch...Oh Warren touch me please…”
“No, I want you to come on my dick are you don’t come at all.”
Scott clamped down hard and practically squeezed the circulation from Warren’s dick. Scott was milking the cum out of him, and the boy’s own cock was twitching with each muscle clench.
“Jesus Scott, you’re going to make this end way too quick if you keep doing that to me.”
“Just let me know when you’re getting close. I want you to cum in my mouth.”
That ran shivers down Angel’s spine and his wings began vibrating in pleasure. Just a few more thrusts into Scott’s clenched ass did the trick. He pulled Scott off of him, and Scott took his cock into his mouth just as he began climaxing. Scott swallowed every drop as he stroked himself to a second orgasm.
They kissed and petted each other in the water for a few minutes. Warren was already waterlogged, but it was worth pruned up skin to hold Scott so close to him, and he had no intentions of letting go. It was during this time that Warren noticed a certain runt standing at the doorway between the pool and the locker room. Logan had watched his boy getting fucked by the rich brat, and Warren couldn’t help but smile and wink at the other mutant, and as he slowly licked Scott’s shoulder, making constant eye contact with Logan, he couldn’t help but think to himself, ‘Round Two goes to me Logan, and the best out of three wins.’
To be continued in “Game, Set, Match”
Series: Let the Games Begin
Title: Round Two
Author’s Website: http://home.bellsouth.net/p/PWP-darknessprevails
Summary: Logan and Warren play games for the ultimate prize, Scott Summers
Comments: angela9in@ureach.com
Archive: yes to Nadja at Scott Fanfiction, everyone else with permission
Warnings: slash, angst, crude language, borderline non-con
Pairing: Scott/Warren
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Marvel Comics and 20th Century Fox own the X-Men characters. I’m just borrowing them for a little bit. I promise to return them unharmed.
Author’s Notes: This story take place in the first X-Men movie. Logan and Scott have already been involved with each other, and Warren comes to town for his biannual fuck fest with Scott.
Thirty minutes after his excursion with Logan, Scott came back downstairs freshly showered and refreshed. The flush of his cheeks didn’t go unnoticed by Warren. The Wolverine had obviously won Round One, but he wasn’t going to win the prize. He didn’t come to New York just to visit. He came here to be with Scott and no amount of growling or sneering from Logan was going to stop him.
Scott tried to avoid Angel’s stare, but he couldn’t help but to look at the sexy blonde who had made such an impact in his life. They had been lovers for over five years, seeing each other rarely, but they made each time count. If they were honest with each other, they would admit that they didn’t see each other often because they couldn’t be around each other for long periods of time. When they were younger, they would argue constantly, and fuck like dogs to makeup, but there never really was an emotional connection between the two. Sure they would die for each other, but Scott would die for any of his teammates.
He looked to the other side of the room and saw Logan staring at him. Logan and Warren were similar in that neither one of them could stand Scott’s company for long, but at least Logan attempted to spend time with him, of course it usually always led to him having Logan’s cock in his ass or mouth, but at least they talked afterwards. There was definitely an emotional connection to Logan; although, it seemed to be hatred and mistrust rather than love or fondness. It was like Logan intentionally tried to piss him off just so they could have angry sex.
Regardless of how he felt for the two of them, he was determined to avoid both of them for the remainder of the weekend. He didn’t want them to fight or compete over him, so he planned on spending time with Jean, who was the safer bet between the three. He knew that Logan would be pissed, but he would overover it. It was Warren that he was worried about. He knew the mutant had only come to the mansion to have sex with him, and he was going to be mad as hell if he didn’t get it.
Somehow Scott avoided the two men for the remainder of the night, and he decided to take a long swim before going to bed. He came to the pool often late at night when no one was around. He loved getting away from all the stress of being the leader of the X-Men. He got tired of grading papers, creating training exercises, and being at the Professor’s feet whenever he called.
He took several laps in the pool letting all the stress go. He thought about the two men who were fighting for his affection, and he wondered when the two men had become so possessive. Logan was obviously pissed with the whole Warren thing. The hard pounding he received from Logan only hours earlier was proof of that. Warren, on the other hand, was more discreet with his hostility. He could tell by the cold shoulder he was getting that Warren didn’t appreciate the sexual antics going on between Logan and himself.
As always, Scott swam without his goggles, allowing the cool water to wash over his closed eyes. It felt good not wearing the cumbersome goggles. It was while he had his head backwards floating in the water that he heard the distinctive wings fluttering.
“Where’s your boyfriend?”
Scott swam to the ledge of the pool to retrieve his goggles, “I don’t have a boyfriend.”
Scott heard the wing fluttering above his head, and he involuntarily ducked from their reach, “Are you looking for these?”
Scott knew he was talking about his glasses, “Give them to me please.”
“Not until you answer me truthfully. Do you love him?”
“No.”
“How long you two been fucking?”
“About two months.”
“And he thinks that you’re his right?”
“Yes, give me my glasses Warren.”
“I don’t think so Scott, not until we have this settled.”
Scott heard Angel flying about again, hoping that he wouldn’t reach in the pool and grab him. He hated it when Angel did that to him. He had absolutely no control when Warren held him next to his body and flew hundreds of feet off the ground. It was the same feeling he got when Logan used his claws; a feeling of mistrust and resentment.
“What do you want me to say Warren? We’re just fucking. There’s nothing more to it than that.”
“Well there’s obviously more to it as far as he’s concerned.”
“He doesn’t care about me like that Warren. He is just being territorial; it’s in the Wolverine nature. He’s just trying to show you who the alpha-male is in the pack.”
“Well I can be territorial too,” he grabbed Scott by the shoulders and flew him around the indoor pool facility.
“Let me down Warren. I don’t want to play this stupid game tonight.”
Surprisingly, Angel did as he was told, and he placed Scott gently down on the side of the pool on his back. Scott’s feet were dangling off into the pool, submerged in the cool water. He could tell by the depth of the water that they were near the stairs in the shallow end. He felt Warren’s hands touching him gently on his belly and on his thighs, and he felt wet kisses on his nipples and neck.
“God, I’ve missed you beautiful. Please let me inside of you Scott.”
Scott didn’t resist as Warren slid down his swimming trunks, or when he slid in between his legs. He couldn’t see Warren’s face, but he was sure he was staring at him, while he undressed himself, and that always got him excited. He felt Warren’s fingers massaging his thighs, and he began licking Scott’s cock gently. He licked up and down the length, and he sucked on the head teasingly, liking the reaction he was getting from Scott.
“I want you Scott. Please don’t deny me,” he let his tongue travel to the tightest hole he knew, and he licked and fucked it with his tongue. He loved the taste of Scott’s ass in his mouth, and he smiled when he heard his friend whimper in pleasure.
“You won’t deny me will you?” he teased sticking his thumb into Scott’s entrance.
“Never,” was the almost breathless reply.
Warren watched his thumb going in and out of the sweet tight hole, and he licked his lips wanting to taste Scott once again. He took turns fucking the hole with his tongue and his fingers, and Scott was losing utter control. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he had Scott’s cum in his mouth, so he began stroking his own cock.
“Come for me baby. Fuck yourself on my fingers,” he increased the finger probing brushing Scott’s prostate in the process. “That’s it Scott, let me see you cum,” he nibbled on Scott’s ass cheeks and avoided touching Scott’s dick. He felt his fingers getting hugged firmly as Scott’s ass clenched tight with his orgasm, and it took everything in him not to climax himself.
Before Scott could recover or stop him, Warren lifted him into the pool, so that he could fuck him in the water. Warren sat on the second step, making sure that just the tips of his wings touched the water. He guided Scott onto his lap facing his face to the wall and his back towards Warren’s chest.
Scott sat on the thick cock and shuddered in both pleasure and pain as it went all the way inside him. He felt Warren pushing him up and down. The water made him almost weightless, and Warren easily pulled and pushed on his hips, fucking Scott slowly and tenderly.
Warren shoved his hips up further into Scott, and the leader of the X-Men sounded like a porno slut. His mouth couldn’t control the obscenities coming out of it, “Yeah, fuck my ass Warren. Give it to me good baby…”
““You like that sweetness?”
“Yes, yes, yes…You’re such a bastard coming in here like this.”
“Yes I am, and you’re my bitch, right?”
“Yes…”
“Yes what?” he asked slamming his balls hard up against Scott’s ass.
“Yes, I’m your fucking bitch...Oh Warren touch me please…”
“No, I want you to come on my dick are you don’t come at all.”
Scott clamped down hard and practically squeezed the circulation from Warren’s dick. Scott was milking the cum out of him, and the boy’s own cock was twitching with each muscle clench.
“Jesus Scott, you’re going to make this end way too quick if you keep doing that to me.”
“Just let me know when you’re getting close. I want you to cum in my mouth.”
That ran shivers down Angel’s spine and his wings began vibrating in pleasure. Just a few more thrusts into Scott’s clenched ass did the trick. He pulled Scott off of him, and Scott took his cock into his mouth just as he began climaxing. Scott swallowed every drop as he stroked himself to a second orgasm.
They kissed and petted each other in the water for a few minutes. Warren was already waterlogged, but it was worth pruned up skin to hold Scott so close to him, and he had no intentions of letting go. It was during this time that Warren noticed a certain runt standing at the doorway between the pool and the locker room. Logan had watched his boy getting fucked by the rich brat, and Warren couldn’t help but smile and wink at the other mutant, and as he slowly licked Scott’s shoulder, making constant eye contact with Logan, he couldn’t help but think to himself, ‘Round Two goes to me Logan, and the best out of three wins.’
To be continued in “Game, Set, Match”