The Danger Room

My name is Piotr Rasputin codename Colossus, and I’m an Xman working towards peaceful human and mutant coexistence. I can have any woman I want they say, but I have no need for them. I’m a gay man in love with the most dangerous mutant alive. I’ve never felt this way about another person, when I’m around him I feel like a lovesick puppy. I’m even following him around like one. I’m sure the others have noticed by now, but he doesn’t or at least he doesn’t act like he does.

In the short time we’ve lived at the mansion we become really close, going on missions together, sparring in the danger room, and even showering together. Logan’s body is perfect, every shape and bulge on his body is aching to be touched. I want to touch him, but I’ve already got enough metal in my body as it is. One day I’m going to confront him, I can’t keep these feelings all bottled up inside, it’s killing me I keep telling myself, but I’m too much of a coward to act upon my emotions.

A series of events would play out in my dreams; we would get back from a danger room session all beat up, tired and then we would get ready to shower as usual, but this time things change. When we head to the lockers to change I strip my uniform off only to find that I’m not wearing my normal tighty whities, but a red jock strap. I know he likes the color red; it’s what attracted him to Jean, her beautiful red hair.

I slowly peel off uniform, but for some reason it gets stuck at my waist. I struggle to pull it down, but it won’t budge. Logan notices my embarrassing predicament, I can tell by his feral grin. He pops his claws and I get worried. “You need any help there Pete?” he says while smiling. As soon as I nod he has his claws at my waist ready to cut down my tattered uniform. “Don’t worry, I’m a pro at this, I’ll have that bubble butt out in the open in no time” he says sarcastically.

I blush at the crudeness, but at the same time I pitch a tent so big that it nearly rips straight out of my pants. He cuts at me slowly shredding my uniform off, making sure not to cut my jock strap. At this point I’m bent over a locker in nothing but a shiny red strap with Logan is on his knees, if anyone walked in we’d be front page news.

I try to get up, but his hand is on the small of my back pushing me back down. He puts his face closer to my ass and takes a big whiff. “I haven’t said this enough to you, but damn Pete that ass of yours looks mighty fine, ya mind if I take a closer look?”, before I could respond he’s already kneading my checks, spreading them, sniffing around some more, but then he does something I’d never imagine, he starts licking at my hole, lapping it up like it’s his last meal.

He darts his tongue in and out spreading me, he even spits at my hole only to lap up his saliva. I’m standing there in disbelief, hoping I don’t wake up. “Damn Pete, yer ass tastes good; will it feel as good around my dick? Tell me you want my dick, bitch” he says in between slurps. “Oh god Logan, I want- no I need it, I want you to fill me up like the whore I am, I want to be fucked so badly.” I state as I push my ass into his tongue.

He starts to slowly spank my bottom as he continues his expert rim job, making my ass tender for him. He eventually puts two fingers in my mouth coaxing me to suck on them, and I do I suck them wishing it was his throbbing dick. He sticks his fingers into me, one at a time, stretching me out, and then he suddenly hit my sweet spot, now I’m really mumbling incoherently.

“Oh god Logan, please baby, fill up… I want it so bad. I need-“ I practically purr. He finishes preparing me, as he gets up he motions for me to work on his big meat. “I know you want this, I’ve seen the way you look at me, and yer gonna get it, hard. Now suck on this dick.” I slowly crawl over to him, I get at eye level with is throbbing member, I reach out to grab it opening my mouth, darting my tongue out hoping to taste his precum. Before his dick goes into my mouth my alarm clock is buzzing. I wake up; I always wake up at this part.

***

Another rigorous training session in the danger room, being able to turn into metal has its perks, but being indefatigable is not one of them. These sessions would probably be over faster if Scott and Logan weren’t at each others throats so often. Looks like they’re about to have another “lovers quarrel” I say the last part bitterly. Everyone has managed to either sneak out or just not show up at all.

“What the hell is wrong with you, we’re not supposed to kill them, we’re supposed to disarm them . . . it’s like you’re deliberately trying to sabotage the mission. Are you even listening to me?!” Cyclops stated while trying to keep his stoic fearless leader shtick.

“Well actually I’m not listening.” Wolverine said calmly, I bet he was listening, just trying to goad Scott into losing his temper. I have to admit, he’s pretty good at it.

Cyclops almost lost his demeanor that time, but he calmly replied, “Maybe if you listened a little more Jean might be sleeping on your side of the bed.” He usually doesn’t pull out the Jean card this early, but it usually manages to turn the tides. This time it was no different.

Shockingly Wolverine didn’t lose his temper instead he replied, “Nah she just realized she was way out of her league with me and settled for a little boy instead” he says pointing to his crotch. Oh he pulled out the man vs boy card, although if you take peeks at them in the showers you’d know they both have nothing to be ashamed of. I guess Scott doesn’t because his fist starts to ball up.

“Take that back” Scott growls.

“I’ll take it back. . .” Logan says. Scott and I both wonder if hell froze over. “. . . Once you hit puberty”. Nope it’s a nice day to burn in hell.

Scott’s pretty much lost his temper at this point; his face is matching his shades. His body is ridged, he’s about to strike but as soon as he does Logan’s animal instincts come into play and thy are both on the floor trading punches. No mutant powers, there’s some code of honor between them or something because they never use their mutant powers in these fights.

I usually break up the fight at this point, but I’m feeling a little adventurous. I really want to see where this goes.

In a pure street fight it’s pretty obvious the man with the uncontrollable healing factor and the metal bones will win, but that doesn’t stop fearless leader from smacking Logan around here and there. Eventually Logan outsmarts Cyclops and has him bent over his knee. If you didn’t know any better it looked like he was about to spank him.

“You’ve been very naughty Cyke, and it looks like I’m going to have to put you in your place now.” He says gruffly as he starts tearing off Scott’s bottoms with his claws.

“What the hell are you doing, you sick bastard!?” Scott says while trying to cover up his beautiful bottom. All that’s left of him is the top half of his uniform and white briefs.

“Colossus, get him off of me!” He tries to say in his calm fearless leader tone.

Logan looks at me with a smile on his face. And I give him a questioning look. He knows I won’t hurt him and as long as he isn’t killing then it isn’t really my business. They need to settle this, for everyone’s sake.

I smirk, “Sorry comrade, this is your fight not mine. I’m just here for the show.” I locked the danger room door.

“Damn fag-“ Scott attempts to curse at us before being completely exposed. Logan and I both give whistles and cat calls towards Scott’s finely shaped rear end.

“For such an asshole, you sure have a nice ass” Logan says while groping around.

“Go to hell!” Scott curses as the first swat hits his round backside. He doesn’t yell, but I doubt he’ll be able to maintain that for long.

“Who’s your daddy?” Logan joked in between slaps. Scott’s cheeks were starting to tenderize, but he still kept his cool.

“I don’t think you’re hitting him hard enough Logan” I grin in between slaps.

“Speaking of hard, looks like one eye is sprouting a claw of his own” Logan says as he lightly strokes Scott’s hardening cock.

“Looks like we aren’t the only faggots here.” Logan laughs as Scott starts to hiss.
“Please Logan, just stop doing that” Scott says weakly unlike his raging hard on. He seems to be getting into this. I pinch myself to make sure I’m not sleeping. Nope, I’m wide awake and hard as a rock.

“Who’s your daddy?” Logan says softly in between swats.

“Logan, please- don’t make me-“, Scott attempts to escape to no avail. More swats are delivered to his perky ass.

“Come on comrade, no one is going to judge you . . . well I’m not” I try to soothe him. I’d feel bad for him if I wasn’t wishing I were in his place.

“Come on Summers, say it. Maybe if you say it loud enough I’ll fuck you into the wall.” Logan states as he roughly tugs on Scott’s weeping cock.

“Ugh. . . alright you win Logan, you’re my daddy, just please-“ Scott didn’t really know what he was asking for.

Logan let Scott go, we were both ready to defend ourselves in case he was bluffing, but instead he removed his shirt and put his hands to the wall.

Logan rips off his own uniform and gets on his knees. Groping and sniffing around Scott like a wild animal, like he did in my dream.

“Pretty boy wants to get fucked?” he said as he spread Scott’s taught globes revealing the juiciest most succulent hole.

“Don’t call me boy, especially not while you’re fucking me, assuming you can get it up old man” Scott teases while shaking his ass.

“Fair enough, but first I’m going to see if you taste as good as you look” Logan says while bringing his tongue up to Scott’s crack.

I feel like the third wheel now, sadly it looks like this is my cue to walk out.

“Don’t ya think you’re a bit overdressed for the occasion Pete?” Logan says in between slurps.

“I don’t want to intrude-“, I’m abruptly cut off.

“You want Ruskie’s big fat cock inside ya?” Logan asked Scott while spreading Scott’s ass for further access.

“Oh yes” was all Scott could manage in between moans.

“Don’t you want a piece of this ass?” Logan said while moving his head out of the way to give me a better view.

I respond by slowly undressing and move closer to them.
***

Logan roughly grabs me down to Scott’s ass, “Go ahead and taste him”. And I do, I part his cheeks and run my tongue to the small of his back to the base of his balls repeatedly. Logan spits on Scott’s ass and I lap it up not once averting my eyes away from his. Logan kneels back down and resumes his tongue fucking. Our tongues are dancing around Scott’s ass until eventually they intersect with each other, and then he grabs my head and kisses me. I give as good as I get and kiss him right back. The taste of Scott’s ass and Logan’s tongue is driving me wild.

Eventually we break apart and continue to work on the rest of Summer’s body. Logan moves up to Scotts chest and starts tweaking his nipples with his teeth, working his way up to his neck while I get to work on both their cocks. I grab both of them, teasing their erections, kissing and licking at the heads making sure not to them in my mouth. What can I say, I’m a cock tease.

“Oh fuck Pete please. . .” Logan says as he tries to fondle himself. I forcefully grab his hand and move it away.

“No comrade, that’s for me.” I say with a devilish grin. Slowly I take Logan into my mouth inch by inch. I start to speed up my actions tasting the pre cum. I didn’t want to finish him off yet. “Oh fuck Pete, keep doing that and I’m going to cum in your mouth” he responds.

I turn to Scott’s cock, hard and pulsing in my hands. I just stare at it waiting for him to respond. Still no response, but then I start to breathe on it making sure. “Come on Colossus please suck me” Scott responds in his team leader.

“You can call me Peter while I’m sucking your cock” I sarcastically state as I suck on one of his balls. He smiles, “alright Peter, please suck-“, and before he could finish his sentence I’ve already taken his whole length into my mouth, sucking on it hard and fast. He grabs my hair pumping into me faster. “Oh god Peter, please don’t stop. I’m about to cum” he moans. He shoots his seed all over, I manage to swallow most of it but some of it ran down my chin.

Logan begins to probe Scott with his fingers, “we ain’t done with you yet Summers” Logan says as the first finger breaches his entrance. Scott gets down on his knees to give Logan better access. I’m pretty envious to the attention Scott is getting, oh how I wish it were my ass his fingers were stretching, preparing me for his dick. I say nothing, but I grab Scott’s head, a little too roughly, and make him return the favor.

He even has a perfect gag reflex; he swallows me without any effort. Wonder where he learned that from? I look over to Logan who has managed to insert his third finger into Scott. “I think you’re ready to get fucked” he says with a feral grin.

Scott stops sucking me for a moments and responds, “you think? I figured you were a little smarter than you looked” they both smile at each other as I roll my eyes. I shove his head back on my cock. “That’s enough chit chat for now” I try to say without sounding too jealous. Logan gives me a questioning look as he places his head at Scott’s puckered entrance. “If I didn’t know any better I’d think you’re a little jealous”, Logan jokes. He’s definitely smarter than he looks. I don’t respond I just shrug and look away.

He says nothing else as he slowly enters Scott, whose moans are vibrating through my cock. Damn that felt good. He starts off slow and gentle thrusting in all the way and out of Scott’s ass. I pull out and blow my load all over Scott’s face, watching my jizz drip all over his face on his shades as well. For a second he gives me a questioning glace before he demands Logan to fuck him harder.

“Come on old man, you can do better that” Scott grunts. Logan playfully smacks his ass. “Get on your back Summers, I’m gonna fuck you like the bitch you are”. Scott does as he’s told and wraps his legs around Logan. “Give me your best shot prick” he playfully responds. Logan leans down to kiss him. It wasn’t rough; it was the kind of kiss you gave to someone you truly cared for. Logan thrusts back into Scott, and they’re both mumbling and whispering to each other.

I’m trying my best not to get up and walk out, but I don’t really want to make a scene. I just sit there and watch the events unfold. They’re both really into it, holding each other kissing like newlyweds. Maybe their contempt for one another was a result of their hidden feelings.

“God damn it Logan, please don’t stop, keep fucking me” Scott begs while holding onto Logan for dear life. “Who’s your daddy Summer’s?” Logan says as he plows mercilessly into Scott. “Oh fuck, you Logan you’re my daddy, harder” he grunts as he pulls Logan down for another tongue wrestling match. I really wish I were somewhere else right now, but my dick doesn’t. So I continue to sit, groping myself silently.

Logan is close to climaxing, and Scott’s pretty much close to collapsing. They’ve been fucking for what seems like forever. “Oh fuck Logan!” Scott says as he rapidly beats his meat. “Cum for me baby and I’ll fill you up, you want ta get filled with my jizz Summers?” Scott responds by masturbating even faster. He cums all over himself and manages to get some on Logan too. Logan laps away at the cum on Scott’s chest as he thrusts even faster and harder into Scott’s whimpering body. “bout ta blast your ass” he mutters. Scott responds by wrapping his legs even tighter around Logan. One final thrust is all it takes before his seed starts spilling out of Scott’s anus. Scott passes out. Logan pulls out of him and looks at me his feral eyes.
***
“We make a good team, got one eye over there real good” Logan says as he moves closer.

“Yeah” I mumble as I look down.

“You disappointed that you didn’t get ta fuck him?” he asks.

God this man is dense. Does he not notice me at all? I was getting kind of ticked off. I just rolled my eyes and went to my pile getting ready to dress and walk the hell out of here.

“I’m sorry Pete, maybe next time you can go first” he grins at me.

He really doesn’t have a clue at all. “No Logan, I didn’t want to fuck him.” I nearly yell at him. I’m trying to keep my composure and walk out with a shred of dignity, but he won’t let me even have that.

I start to walk out, but he grabs me by the arm and pulls me back. “If you didn’t want to fuck him then why can I smell your arousal?” Damn it, there’s no hiding from his nose.

“Let go of me” I growl as I attempt to push him off me. Instead he holds on tighter, “This isn’t about Summers is it?” he responds. “You can let go of me anytime.” I say as I try to wiggle my arm out of his grip.

“Is it because I fucked Scott-“, he moves his head a little closer to my and says”-or because I didn’t fuck you” he says the last part seductively as he bites my ear.

I’d probably be more into this if he hadn’t fucked another guy a few minutes ago. Instead his actions just anger me further. He loosens his grip a bit and I use that opportunity to shove him off of me. He flies back a few feet, looking confused almost hurt.

As I walk out he gets back up and pounces on me. We both end up on the ground rolling around struggling for dominance, I could easily end this in my steel form, but I’m having fun with the struggle. I end up lying stomach first in his lap, he knows I can get him off me if I want to, but I don’t. We’re both panting, both sporting erections, I can feel his.

He slowly starts to run his hands across my body, cupping my balls simultaneously fondling my rump through the leather. “Ya know Pete I didn’t know you wanted me like that, if I’d had known I’d be pounding your bubble butt all through the mansion.” He says as he gently slaps my ass. “I’m going to have to punish you, ya want me to punish ya Ruskie?” I raise my ass in response and give him a throaty moan.

“Please Logan, I deserve it, I should have been honest with you. I shouldn’t have been such a bitch about this” I beg as he starts clawing away at the leather. “No you shouldn’t have” he smacks my ass. “You should have been honest with me” another well deserved smack. He starts massaging my checks lightly, spreading them while spitting on my hole, and then closing them back to watch my ass absorb his saliva. He licks his palm and gives my butt another good hit. “oh fuck. . . more Logan, please” I beg.

He moves me off his lap and bends me over; I spread my legs to give him better access. “Damn, god damn Pete, that’s ass of yours is even hotter up close” he sticks his tongue in for emphasis while still playfully smacking my ass. He splits me open with his tongue, “Oh god yes Logan, fuck me good” I demand.

He lies down and motions for me to sit on his face. “gonna bury my tongue in you” He says as I carefully place myself on him. He forcefully grabs my thighs and rams his head into me. I’m touching his body all over, running my hands through his perfectly sculpted chest and abdomen until his big cock.

His cock is gorgeous, I slowly start to massage it wishing I could taste it, but Logan has me in a vice grip and is mercilessly ramming my ass with his tongue. “Fuck Pete if you keep that up I’m going to pound your ass to the floor right now” he grins at me, I squeeze his cock trying to challenge him, “Is that a promise comrade?” I throw a seductive grin right back at him.

After giving my ass a wild ride with his mouth, he adjusts me so that my thighs are between his head and swallows my dick whole. I hastily take his dick into my mouth. We’re both sucking and blowing and licking each other, almost like we’re competing. His dick tastes just as good as it looks, and by the sounds he’s making I can tell he’s enjoying me. I can taste his precum and feel my balls tightening “Oh god Logan, I don’t want come until you’re inside me” I huskily demand in between bobs.

He reluctantly lets go. He immediately gets up off the ground and lifts me up with him. I’ve never been man handled like this before; it’s kind of nice and romantic. I wrap my arms and legs around him leaning in to kiss him tasting myself on his lips. The tip of his cock is already pushing its way through and eventually he pushes himself all the way inside me. “Oh fuck Pete, your ass is so damn tight, tell me when to stop if I’m hurting ya” he grunts as he pushes me to the wall for better leverage. “Logan, please hurt me good, I need this” I beg in between moans. He slowly starts to pace himself and brushes against my prostate. “Oh FUCK! Logan! Ah! Do that again!” he shuts me up with another kiss and he does it over and over.

I’m holding onto him for dear life, afraid he might drop me, but he doesn’t, he has me in the air and is plowing me just like he said he would. And I love every second of it. He puts me on the ground gently and I spread my legs as wide as they can go. He puts dick back into me roughly. He knows how I like it and he gives me what I want. “Oh fuck Pete. Oh fuck” he thrusts into me even harder and I’m moving my hips in accordance trying to keep up with him. I try to start working on myself, but Logan moves my hand away from my cock. “Logan please!” I beg, but he growls, “Mine” as he wraps his hand around my shaft and begins to pump. “Fuck Pete, fuck. . . I’m about to cum in ya, you better cum all over me now before I shoot into ya!” he pleads and instinctively I cum on his command and soon after I can feel his thrusts going faster. “Fuck! Pete! Gonna-cum!” he cums as soon as he says the word filling me up. He pulls out and leans on my shoulders. We’re both breathing hard panting harder than any mission we’ve ever undertook. “Fuck Pete that was amazing”. I wrap my arm around him and hold onto him. I want this moment to last a little longer.

“Ah FUCK!” Scott yells as he beats his meat furiously milking himself all over the floor. “That was fucking hot guys!” Scott pants.

“Glad you enjoyed the show, but the curtain hasn’t fallen yet boys” Logan smiles as he motions for Scott to join us. Scott looks over to me, almost like he’s asking for permission. I just give him a wink, if he makes Logan happy he makes me happy. Plus he’s got a really hot ass too.
***
The three of us are lying on the floor, idly touching and roaming our hands in places. Eventually Scott’s hand rests on Logan’s ass. “So Logan, you ever been fucked before?” he asks as he continues to fondle him. He says nothing, just smiles and lets himself be groped.

I’m pretty curious as well, “Don’t tell us you’re a virgin” I say and we all get a kick out of it. “Maybe” he blushes. Both Scott and I share a look of disbelief, but then again it’s not hard to imagine the big bad butch top never being fucked. Our look of disbelief slowly turns feral. “Maybe we can help you there, if you’ll let us” Scott whispers as he kisses Logan tenderly.

Logan looks a little uncomfortable “I don’t know. . .” he seems unsure of himself. I slowly start to rub his shoulders loosening up his muscles, he’s very tense. “Don’t you trust us?” I lean into to kiss his neck. “We won’t hurt you Logan, we’ll make it feel as good, probably even better than you did us” Scott really knows how to push his buttons I think to myself.

“That a challenge one eye?” Logan growls. Scott dangerously places a finger circling Logan’s entrance making sure not to breach the tight ring, “Maybe it is, you man enough to accept it?” Scott whispers as he continues his circular motions. Logan does something unexpected, he grabs Scott’s finger and guides it through his entrance. I begin to resume my massage, but Logan abruptly grabs my hand, “I want ya in me too Pete.” he whimpers as Scott inserts another finger.

Scott and I flip Logan over so that he’s on his knees ass out ready to take a pounding. Me and Scott high five each other at the sight of Logan exposed to us, which sort of amuses him as he grins at us. “You two gonna sit there all day or is one of you going to fuck me” he grunts. I playfully smack his ass before I stick my tongue in him lapping up his ass. Scott spits on his hole, spreading him even further as I continue to tongue him. I grab Scott’s head and move it closer to Logan’s big round hairy ass; he takes the cue and starts running his tongue all over. I grab Scott again, but this time I do because I want to taste Logan on his mouth, so we share a long kiss, tongues dancing. Kissing Scott is different than with Logan it’s not as feral or rough it’s more passionate and romantic. It’s a nice change.

Logan was fully prepared he was growling something incoherent I smacked him on the ass with enough force to shut him up. “So which one of you is going to be lucky number one?” Logan moaned. I really wanted to be the one to fuck him, but I can tell Scott wanted it as badly. “There’s only one way to settle this.” I said. “There’s a quarter in my pocket, we’ll flip for him it’s the only fair way, would you go get it for me?” I ask Scott. “Sure, I’ll be right back” he says excitedly as he turns his back and goes to my pile of clothing.

I take this opportunity to put my hand over Logan’s mouth and the head of my cock to his entrance, and slowly push in till I’m all the way in. Logan’s biting on my hand and Scott’s still searching for a coin that isn’t there. “Hey Pete are you sure it’s in here?” he questions. He turns around and watches as I starting pumping into Logan, who at this time is slobbering all over my hand. He feels so good around my dick, tight as a virgin I grin to myself.

“Hey that’s not fair I wanted to fuck him!” Scott complains, but Logan’s moaning and the sound of my thighs hitting his ass drowns him out. I’m in heaven oblivious to anything, but Logan. So oblivious that I didn’t notice Scott preparing me, running his fingers through me. Scott starts entering me slowly, brushing up against my prostate. He gently kisses my shoulder and asks me if I’m alright, I just arch my back a bit and give him better access.

“Oh fuck Pete, keep doing that, harder!” Logan moans as he starts furiously masturbating himself. He’s about to lose it and so am I, he cums all over. I start thrusting into him faster and harder almost deranged feeling my balls tightening I cum inside of Logan. Scott is plowing into me with just as much force making me grunt and yelp as he keeps hitting my sweet spot. Eventually he pulls out and shoots all over us.

The three of us collapse on top of each other, panting and reveling in the after glow. “Fuck Pete, that was great” Logan smiles as he rubs the cum off his ass. Scott is just holding onto me gently nipping and kissing my neck. I lean into to kiss Logan and this time it wasn’t rough it was gentle and tender.

We all eventually get dressed none of us saying anything, well except for Scott who didn’t have any pants thanks to Logan’s claws. The mansion is usually empty at this time of night so it isn’t a big deal. Hopefully no one regretted their actions. Scott breaks the silence, “So . . . same time next week?” he asks us. Logan responds, “Wouldn’t miss it.” They both turn to me, “I hope we’re talking about the sex.” we all get a chuckle out of that as we hit the showers.