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Angel rubbed at his crotch impatiently. The early summer breeze was surprisingly hot on his bare skin and he'd already been waiting a good half hour for Bobby. If it weren't for the fact that Bobby was surprisingly dirty for someone so typically shy, Warren would have flown back to his SoHo flat to get out of the heat. Still, as it was, Bobby was an especially good fuck and Warren needed it bad. Besides, he thought to himself, if Iceman didn't show up in another fifteen minutes, he'd take off. The pool shimmered under the sun, its blue-green water rippling ever so softly in the wind. Poolside, Warren reclined slightly awkwardly, his large white wings splayed back and over his chair. A shean of sweat covered his shadowy blue skin, making him appear oiled and sleek. His only covering was a black swimsuit. Barely more than a speedo, it looked like a pair of skin tight briefs made from some dark and shining material with a silver zipper running up the bulge of his cock. He brushed a stray lock of blond hair out of his eyes and tried to relax. Try as he might, however, his cock ached for attention. Bobby better get here soon, he thought for not the first time this afternoon. Unable to resist, he closed his eyes, imagining the naked body of his friend covered in the barest layer of ice. He could remember the first time he'd sucked on one of those large nipples, his hot saliva melting the ice enough for him to bite at the soft flesh underneath. The unzipping of his swimsuit was barely audible. Pushing the black fabric down about his knees, he reveled in the feel of fresh air on his balls. Trailing a hand down his smooth chest, he brushed through his bush of blond pubic hair and wrapped a powerful hand around his half hard cock. A few squeezes and his cock was swelling to its large purple length. He sighed and slipped a finger into his mouth, coating it with his saliva. Still gripping his dick, he moved his other hand to his ass and began pressing inwards. As his slick digits slid into his anus, he let out a loud, low moan. This was what he needed. With his eyes still closed, he imagined it was Bobby's icy cock pounding into him. "Oh Bobby, yeah, yeah... stick that icicle in me... yeah..." he mumbled to himself. His dick had swollen to its full length, just over seven inches with a deep purple head. A rivlet of pre-cum trickled down, splashing his hand and lubricating his stroking motions. "Oh yeah... harder... yeah..." Fingering himself as he was, Warren was in no condition to notice the shadow fall over him. "Hey there Warre-- Woah! Didn't mean to interrupt." With reflexes trained in countless battles, Warren's hand shot out, grabbing Cannonball by the wrist as he turned away. The younger man was obviously flustered by the whole situation; his cheeks were a bright red. Naturally, it didn't help that Warren's hand was covered in a slick film of pre-cum. Yet however slick his hand may have been, Angel held onto the younger man with a surprising intensity. In any other situation he'd never have reached out -- never have looked at Cannonball with anything more than friendly comraderie -- but he was consumed by an insatiable lust. True, it was Bobby he wanted, but that didn't mean he wasn't willing to settle for Sam. With that same steely grip, Warren began to draw his fellow X-Man closer. The fact that Cannonball hadn't rocketed off into the distance seemed a good sign to him. Whatever reservations the young man might have had, he was still transfixed enough by the sight of Warren's naked body to fully resist. Another tug and Sam tumbled onto Warren's lap, his face going even redder than before. He struggled momentarily, but before he could escape, Warren grasped his other wrist to steady him. "Calm down, Sam, just calm down," he said as reassuringly as possible. With the stunned youth on his lap, he took the chance to get a real look at him. Cannonball had come dressed to swim and was wearing a pair of dark blue swim trunks that reached about his knees. Two dark red stripes ran up one side of the fabric and Warren restrained the urge to reposition his grip lower. Sam wore a matching Hawaiian shirt of red and blue flowers, fully open in the front. His upper body looked lush and tight at the same time, smooth muscles contracting as he breathed nervously. Amused, Warren fancied the boy's chest was blushing ever so slightly. For a moment, he thought maybe he should tell Sam to get out of there, forget anything had ever happened. Then Warren's brilliant blue eyes locked with Sam's watery pupils, however, and he knew the boy wanted it. Leaning forward, Warren's lips met with Sam's. As they kissed, Sam shifted ever so slightly, his ass rubbing against Warren's exposed shaft. Angel sighed in pleasure. Maybe this afternoon wouldn't be a total waste after all. "Ah... Ah don't know if we should be doing this," said Sam. He was completely naked now, Warren having removed his clothes moments before. "Ah just don't know." "Shhhh," whispered Warren. "Just trust me and relax." Reaching out a blue hand, Angel gripped Sam's half hard cock. A few slow pumping motions and the youth's cock was swelling to its full length. Reaching up a second hand, Warren cupped Sam's balls. They were more impressive than Warren would have anticipated. In fact, Sam on whole was generally better equiped than Warren might have guessed a week before. His cock was thick without being overly wide and looked to be a little less than seven inches long. His balls were sprinkled with blond pubic hair and Warren took care to massage them gently in his palm. Cannonball's protests were silenced for the moment, so Warren took the opportunity to draw him closer, leading him by the dick. I've gotta get him into this, thought Warren. So positioning the boy's crotch mere inches away from his face, he bent forward, brushing his cheek against Sam's balls. They ticked his face gently as he licked at the youth's thigh, alternating between fierce sucking and delicate licking. Above, Sam had began to moan timidly, still slightly unsure of the situation, but obviously unable to resist Warren's deft manipulations. Warren's tongue moved upwards, tracing a line along the inside of Sam's thigh, and started flicking at the base of his cock. The boy tasted slightly sweet as he licked dilligently at his lower shaft, sliding his tongue back and forth eagerly. With his tongue only barely touching Sam's cock, he moved towards the boy's cock head. Before Sam could realize what was happening, Warren engulfed several inches of Sam's cock within his warm mouth. Above, Sam gasped in unexpected pleasure. Looking down, seeing his blue skinned teammate devouring his dick, Cannonball decided that maybe this actually was what he wanted afterall. He'd loved Tabitha, and probably still did love her, but he wanted to experiment with guys too. If Warren was willing to teach him, then he was willing to go all the way. Just then, he felt the barest hint of Warren's teeth nibbling across his cock head and groaned with newfound resolution. Below, Warren smiled to himself with the satisfaction of an excellent lover. The boy was completely under his spell. This afternoon was definetly looking up. Slowly, he began to take the boy's cock fully into his mouth, working it deeper and deeper down his throat. At the same time, he brought his hands up to grasp Cannonball's butt cheeks, giving them a test squeeze. As he moved over the firm lobes, he made sure to let a few fingers brush over Sam's ass hole to test the boy's reaction. A quick shiver of pleasure was all the response he got, so he began pushing a finger up into the youth's opening. His hand still slightly coated with pre-cum, Angel's finger slid smoothly up into the boy. So smoothly in fact that he wondered if Cannonball liked to finger himself on his own. Sam had brought one hand down to play in Warren's abundant blond hair, while his other hand twisted at one of his rosy nipples. He also began to rock gently into the older man's mouth, moving in synch with the, first one then two, fingers exploring his ass. As the pace picked up, fingers and mouth moving faster, Sam felt himself approaching the edge. "Ah... ah... I think I'm close..." moaned Sam, pinching his nipple tighter. Warren didn't respond. Instead, he shoved his fingers as far up Sam's ass as possible, wriggling them slightly, and continued lapping at his cock. He'd been wanting to taste cum all day and he wasn't going to be disapointed. Within moments, Sam cried out in orgasm, sending his cum rocketing into Warren's mouth. A bit surprised by the force of the ejaculation, Warren nonetheless swallowed all the cum he could get. He mused that maybe the boy's mutant power, rocket propulsion, was connected to more than just flying. When the creamy liquid had trickled to a halt, Angel pushed himself up on top of Cannonball for a kiss. As their tongues twinned, Warren positioned the boy's legs up in the air, wanting to let his cock explore where his fingers were moments before. Still kissing, Warren pushed his rock hard blue cock up Sam's ass. It was tighter than he'd expected from fingering the boy and felt oh so good. Beneath him, Cannonball squirmed in a mixture of pleasure and nervousness, unsure what to make of the sensation. To him, it felt like Angel's dick was far larger than it really was, touching parts of him well hidden. As Warren drew out and plunged back in, it seemed that somehow the cock was even larger than before. Nonetheless, Sam couldn't help but enjoy what the older man was doing to him. Warren, for his sake, was enjoying himself just as much. The youth's tight ass wrapped around his cock snuggly and squeezed it from time to time. He started to pick up the pace, ramming his cock harder and harder into Cannonball. His impressive balls slapped at the boy's cheeks as he grunted in pleasure. Without any conscious intention, Angel's soft white wings enfolded themselves around the lovers, tickling and stroking sweaty skin. In this feathery embrace, Warren soon found himself ready to cum. With a loud grunt, he rammed his cock as far up Cannonball as possible and let loose a torrent of cum. Sam wiggled in shock at the feel of the slick liquid inside him as Warren collapsed on top of him. When Warren finally stopped cumming, he propped himself up over Cannonball and simply grinned. Wherever Bobby was, he hoped he'd had as much fun this afternoon. Whatever the case, Angel wasn't anywhere done with Cannonball yet. There was still much more to teach his new apprentice. "C'mon," he said to Sam, eyeing the rosy nipples appreciatively. "Let's get inside. There's still lots more to learn." -The End- But what about Iceman, hm? Any comments would be great. Send 'em to taciturnblue@hotmail.com Thanks for reading.