Toad Boys are Easy

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of any X-men Universe known or unknown.
A/N: The title is mostly from that movie 'Earth Girls are Easy' which is a weird and funny movie about aliens and sex. (shrug)

Toad Boys are Easy

Todd sat on his bed in what would be an awkward position for a normal Human. His shoes and socks were off and he had a cover-less paperback held by his toes. While reading wasn't the forte of anyone in the brotherhood a blood soaked slasher novel was.
He gave a snort as he read over a particularly morbid chapter. "Ah ha, that's what you get for going upstairs bitch." He said mostly to himself.
"Heyfrogboywhatch'areadn'?"
His eyes unfocused as he recognized the speedy voice. He looked up. "What?" He'd been too into the random bloodshed of the book to translate properly.
"I said, watch'a readn'?" Pietro said more slowly not losing the dangerously amused look on his face.
Toad hunched up more. "Noth'n." He almost found his place again when the bed shifted. He closed his eyes tight. "C'mon man, not tonight." He looked irritated as his book was jerked from his hands by the quicker boy.
"Oh, what the hell is this crap?" He leafed through it then tossed it off the side of the bed. "If you're going to read something, try not to read something so low-brow."
Todd crossed his arms and glared out the window. He knew what was coming.
He barely felt the quick pass of a hand down the side of his arm and over his leg. But he knew it had happened. His eyes closed tight again. "I told you, I'm not in the mood."
Quicksilver gave a laugh as he crawled farther onto the bed. "No you didn't, you said 'not tonight', nothing about your mood."
"Ah, c'mon Pietro, Lance'll be home soon enough, leave me alone." He jerked when he was pulled down the bed by his belt loops.
"You squeal like a girl." Pietro said above him, hands firmly on the other boys' shoulders.
Todd knew better than to struggle, that just made things worse.
He grunted when Pietro pushed down. "You know you like it."
Todd didn't respond with anything more than a wiggle of his hips. Yeah sure, okay, so he liked being forced into sex, big deal. He just couldn't help it, not even at the cost of what little dignity he had. "Just, hurry I guess." He said in resigned voice.
Pietro gave a low laugh. "Hurry, yeah." He reached a hand under the other boys shirt. "You like it like that huh?" He pushed Todd's shirt up over his head appreciating the cooperation from him.
"Not exactly." He replied trying to pull up Pietros' shirt. A quick hand stopped him. Oh god, not like that again. "Pietro, please." He tried again to remove the other teen's shirt.
"Uh uh, frog-boy. Not tonight anyway." He smirked. "Maybe later though, Lance wears out pretty fast you know."
Todd closed his eyes yet again feeling his jeans being undone. Pietro didn't like close contact a lot of the time. Sometimes he'd be so caught up he'd strip the both of them before screwing the other Mutants' brains out but usually he didn't.
He arched his back lifting his hips off the bed to let Pietro pull the rest of his clothes down. He managed to kick them off before he was forced into a more compromising position. "Ngh, too hard." He groaned trying to pull himself farther up the bed for some comfort.
"Stop being a wuss, we haven't even gotten to the part where you complain yet." Pietro said harshly taking the moment to nip at Toads' ear. "Now relax, you know what to do, so do it."
Todd felt the hands reach his waist to guide him over to his stomach. He went without a word and got up on his knees. He idly made sure his face wasn't going to be smashed into the headboard and braced himself on his arms, eyes shut tight for the fourth time.
He heard Pietro open his pants and felt an arm slide around his waist. "Here we go, that's a good boy." He shuddered with a moan as he pressed himself into the other boy.
Todd clenched his teeth. It wouldn't be the first time Pietro had taken him without preparation. Sometimes he did, but those were rare nights. "God damn!" He grunted trying to loosen up a little and give into the pain enough for it to pass.
A slick grin crossed Pietro's face. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did that hurt? Here, how's this?" He pulled back a little and thrust forward hard.
He bit back the scream. "Fuck!"
"Exactly."
It took a little longer than usual for the pain to subside but eventually it did. Pietro might be less than caring but he did like to hear the person under him moan in pleasure. As soon as Todd did just that the real action began.
He suddenly began to thrust faster into the small Mutant. His speed picked up making Todd squirm more.
"Ngh, Pietro, I." Todd half moaned half grunted. The air was nearly knocked fhim him as the force brought him off his knees. His Mutation kept him from twisting a kneecap off from the suddenness. He would have cursed but the combination of pleasure and undeniable pain cut it into incomprehensive babble.
He reached forward blindly trying to find something to hold on to. His fingernails slid over the headboard that was too high for him to hook a hand on. "Arg, Piet..god damn it!" Somewhere in the back of his mind he both damned and relished the supposed speed-demons' stamina as the world around him became hectic and narrowed down to the bed under him.
His arms flailed to find anything to hold onto again finally getting a grip on the bedspread below him as he tried not to bite into the mattress.
Pietro all but howled as Todd came. He dug his nails into the hips of the boy below him and gave one last thrust and following suite. "Oh yeah." He exhaled swiftly licking his lips at the after effects.
Todd loosened his grip and flexed a little as Pietro left him. He heard a zipper being pulled up.
"Well Toad, I gotta go." The sounds of an impatient Lance could be heard downstairs. "You know how it is. Catch ya later." He disappeared in a streak of color and air.
It took a while but Todd got back up on his knees and checked the damage to his bedspread. He'd have to wash it again. As much as he hated doing it he was at the very least going to have to spot-clean it.
He staggered off the bed grabbing a towel from the floor and wrapping it around his waist. He made his way to the bathroom and shut the door.
The towel dropped to the floor and he proceeded to clean himself up. He almost thought about a shower. But the soap he absorbed left him sick for a few days and too much hot water totally fried his skin.
He sighed and simply wiped himself up while he still could, carefully of course. Afterwards he rinsed his hands mindful not to touch the bar of soap that was currently melting slowly on the side of the sink.
He put the towel back on and left for his room.
"Todd?"
He stopped with his hand on the knob. He looked at the end of the hall. Halfway up the stairs was Fred trying not to look as worried as he more than obviously was.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine yo." He pushed open his door leaving the other boy to stand there awkwardly before ambling back down to the living room.
He pulled on a pair of boxers that had been on the floor near the towel and pullhe bhe bed spread off the bed. He'd deal with that later, might even just do away with the spread all-together, he hated sleeping with it anyway.
He crawled over the sheet and lay as comfortably as he could. He couldn't help but hope Pietro was satisfied enough later to leave him alone.
Sure he liked sex, but Pietro was too rough. Lance had only a few times when he was really hard up. Shame he didn't do it more often, he was actually kind of nice.
Sometimes he hated being such a slut that way. Being free reign for the brotherhood boys and all.
He rolled to his other side slowly. Pietro wouldn't bother him until much later and more than likely Fred would trip the faster Mutant up by simply pissing him off.
He couldn't help but smile. Fred was a good guy and all, and he kept Pietro off his back in more ways than one. He just didn't show any sexual interest in Todd at all, more of the protective brother interest.
He sighed. God he needed a nap after that and he didn't want to drag his tired mind through anything more complex than how soft his pillow was. He let his eyes drop and somehow fell asleep.