In Your Hands

Notes: This fic was a challenge (and quite a challenge at that) from a friend. It's crack!smut. It's strange, it often makes little sense, and it's poor little Jamie and stoner hippy Havok. I mean, how could it not be crack? Really?

Disclaimers: Yadda yadda, if I owned them, there would be more pr0n...

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Jamie sat himself down on the beach and dug his hands into the sand. Summer vacation was so boring. You would think living in a mansion full of super-powered teenagers would lead to much mischief and mayhem, but alas, it wasn't to be. At least not where he was concerned. It was dullsville.

A lone surfer moved against the waves in the distance. Throwing a clump of sand, Jamie leaned back to watch him. The surfer was magnificent, riding the waves as if he had been born on them. Wave after wave he slaughtered them, before eventually coming to a stop on his board and paddling back towards the beach.

Jamie sat up slightly, trying to see who the mysterious figure was. The lithe body pulled himself out of the water, shaking his head so that his long, luxurious hippy hair sprayed water everywhere. He unzipped the front of his wetsuit and jabbed his surfboard into the wet sand. Pulling his arms free of the offending clothing he jogged up to where Jamie was sitting. Jamie suddenly felt very, very overdressed. And tingly inside...

“Hey dude, what's up?”

Jamie quickly stood up and brushed the sand off his backside. The surfer was talking to him!

“Not much. Those were some nice moves out there,” he smiled with the giddiness only an awkward teenager could muster.

The surfer nodded and smiled. “Thanks man. You surf?”

Jamie quickly shook his head and looked down at the ground, still grinning. “No no, never.”

The surfer nodded. “Well hey, you should try it sometime, it's awesome. So what's your name?”

“Uh, J... Jamie. Jamie Madrox.”

“Madrox ... Madrox ... Oh man, are you one of the kids at my brother's school?”

Jamie looked back up, a confused look on his face. “Your brother?”

The surfer puffed his chest out and put his hands to his face to mimic glasses. “You, stop having fun! You, stop having a life! You, stick that pole up your ass!”

Jamie giggled as the realisation hit him. That was why the surfer had looked so familiar (and handsome....). He had to be the infamous Alex Summers, Cyclops' brother.

“Ah, you must be Scott's brother, Alex?”

Alex smiled and nodded. “Unfortunately, yes. But don't tell him I said that, he might have a cry over it.”

Jamie smiled and made a zipping motion across his lips. He was liking Alex more and more by the minute. Especially the fact he was standing half naked and wet right in front of him.

“So what are you up to today Madrox?” Alex asked him, running a hand through his wet hair and shaking some more of it out. Jamie's heart skipped. Time to make this vacation interesting.

“No major plans. How about you?” he gave his best charming grin, but Alex was too busy looking at his own hair to notice it.

“Eh, not much. Washing my hair maybe. The surf is just a killer on it.”

Jamie rolled his eyes. Geez, he was the younger one, why was Alex making this so difficult?

“Do you need any help with that?” Jamie asked, raising both his eyebrows at the question. Alex stopped playing with his hair and raised an eyebrow to mimic him. “I'm sorry?”

“You heard me.”

Alex let out a surprised laugh. “Geez, you just jump straight to the point don't you?”

Jamie nodded.

Alex stood there a moment, arms crossed as he contemplated the offer. Jamie took the chance to eye him up again, praying the older boy would say yes. Such a physique... even if he was a little dull in the head.

“Alright Madrox, I'll take you on.” To prove his point he moved forward, swiftly grabbing Jamie's chin with his thumb and forefinger and planting a kiss on his lips. This time Jamie was surprised; after all, they were still out in public. He let out a nervous laugh, his brief bravado lost in his surprise.

“But you're far too overdressed for the occasion, so we'll have to do something about that,” Havok grinned mischievously. He grabbed the front of Jamie's trousers and pulled the boy to him, pressing his body against his own. With another quick kiss he abruptly set off, leaving Jamie standing in the sand, befuddled, confused, and more than a little aroused. He shook it off and quickly ran after him.

Vacation suddenly got a whole lot better.

Upon entering Alex's nearby surf shack (of luv, as he liked to call it) the boys' clothes were off within moments, strewn haphazardly around the room. Alex pushed the younger boy roughly into the wall while capturing his lips, running his hands up his smooth, soft back. Jamie ran his hands up through Alex's wet hair, kissing him as fiercely as he could.

“Oh Jesus!” Alex quickly jumped back, doing a literal double take. There were two Jamie's!

“Yeah, sorry about that. Guess what my mutant power is?” the boy smiled, slapping his doppleganger over the back of the head and creating yet another one. They began pointing and arguing with each other before Jamie absorbed them back into his own body.

Alex frowned in contemplation for a moment before smiling a smile that could launch a thousand ships. “Now this could be fun.”

He pulled Jamie to him and kissed him again, leading him into the small bedroom nearby. The boys fell onto the bed, laughing, kissing and sucking as they did. Alex worked his way slowly down the younger boy's body, leaving a trail of slow, wet kisses as he descended. The boy's writhing underneath him urged him on, although he stopped just short of where Jamie wanted him to. He groaned his disappointment at that fact.

Alex crawled back up, planting a soft kiss on Jamie's nose. Jamie frowned and flipped him over, almost growling. Alex grinned happily in surprise. “Too slow surfer boy,” he muttered, taking matters into his own hands and grabbing Alex's rapidly stiffening member. Foreplay was fun, but he was not in the mood for it right now. He began rythmically stroking, slowly at first, before increasing his pace, smiling as Alex closed his eyes and began to lose himself in the sensations.

The sight of the older boy underneath him, eyes clenched tight and increasingly moaning served to arouse him more and quicken his pace even further. It was a sense of power he loved, something he could never find in regular life. Always being the smallest simply led to either being ignored or being teased. But here, Jamie smiled, here he had the power, and the older boy writhing and moaning underneath him was proof of that.

With a few well placed strokes and an expert mouth Alex quickly orgasmed at his deft touch, his body shuddering as Jamie held on to him. Placing his hands on his head, Alex let out a small laugh as the feelings continued to wash over him. He struggled to bring his breathing back to a regular pace as Jamie leaned up and kissed him on the side of his mouth. A gentle, rather tender moment considering his previous actions that day. Alex smiled, his eyes still closed and breath coming in ragged gasps.

“Dude...”

“And I can do much more,” Jamie whispered in his ear, causing Alex to smile again. He slowly opened his eyes and let them adjust to the light again. He turned a little to look at the boy lying on top of him, the one who'd just expertly gotten him off.

“Well come on then young man, show me what you've got.”

Jamie smiled, intending to do just that.