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Today was like most days at the mansion. The X-Men went off to save
the world, and Logan and Remy got to stay behind this time around. It
was like a mini vacation for the two mutants who spent a large amount
of time saving the world from people that often feared and hated them
with a passion. But for Remy LeBeau, it was too quiet, and too
lonely. None of the X-Men wanted much to deal with him, after he was
labeled a traitor in Antarctica. Rogue went on with life and had a
new boyfriend, Warren and Betsy often mocked and yelled at him for no
reason, while others just stayed away. Logan was kind enough to at
least talk to him, even share a beer every now and then, but other
than that, he had been spending time with Storm in her room at the
mansion, just talking.
No one seemed to be around, and Logan had gone off to the Danger
Room, alone.

"Damn conarde... " Remy muttered to himself, slowly walking towards
the elevator of the mansion. "He go off an' 'ave all de fun, while
ah'm here sulkin'. Maybe ah pay him a visit..."

The long ride in the elevator was enough to make Remy even more
depressed. It was so lonely in there ... not a soul to talk to. As
soon as the elevator stopped, he made his way to the observation deck
of the Danger Room, walking towards one of the windows. He noticed on
the clock of the computer that Logan had been there for hour,
fighting the many robots and holograms the computer had to offer.

Logan's clothing was nearly torn off, leaving him basically in his
underwear. Remy had never seen a man as muscular or as feral as long
in his life, and with the clothing hanging off the older man's body,
it became more of a turn on. he let out a groan, feeling himself
slowly get hard, en erection forming, just by watching Logan. It made
him embarrassed. How could he be so attracted to another man?
Especially Logan, his team mate.

Remy moaned, pulling down his pants a bit and sitting in the control
room chair. His scarlet eyes watching Logan's claws extend once more
and start slicing a sentinel nearly in half. He continued to watch
the sweat run down that muscular chest, those biceps flex each time
he moved his arms. Before Remy had even realized it, his hand had
moved down to his own member, slowly running up and down ever inch of
himself, and forcing a moan to escape his lips. He felt a bit ashamed
to think of Logan the way he was, but all he wanted right now was the
feral Wolverine. Thoughts started to travel into his mind, having
Logan throw him down on his bed, extending those claws for him,
tearing off his clothing, and his neck being bitten ever so gently,
much like an animal would do to it's young. His hand started moving
faster and squeezing his member a bit tight, forcing a loud moan to
escape his lips.

Remy's teeth clenched as he felt himself pulsing harder in his hand.
He had not had sex in a very long time, and he had become so horny,
very easily. He cursed himself, already he felt like he was going to
orgasm, and his yes were now halfway closed, unable to see that Logan
had left the Danger Room. He leaned back in the chair, not knowing
that the observer to the Danger Room was now being watched.

Logan couldn't help but grin. While he was in the Danger Room, he
felt like he was being watched, so he stopped the program to see what
was going on, and who was watching. As soon as he made it to the
observation deck, he could smell a familiar scent, a scent of lust
and desire. When he looked into the room, he found the lanky Cajun
leaned back in one of the cushy chairs of the Observation Room, his
dick in his hand. Damn kid was getting off on watching him. He
couldn't help but smile, knowing the great Gambit was bisexual, and
an admirer of his. He slowly stalked into the room and tapped Remy on
the shoulder, spooking the kid and making him nearly fall out of his
seat. "Havin' a good time there, Gumbo?"

"L-logan!?" Remy nearly screamed, almost falling out of his chair
when Logan taped on his shoulder and spoke to him. How was he going
to explain what he was doing? His face was flushed bright red as he
noticed his manhood was sticking straight up like a flagpole, still.
The head of it red and twitching with desire. "H-how... how did... "

"How did I know? You ferget I can smell things that other people
can't?" Logan gave him that smart ass smile of his and quickly moved
his hand over Remy's length, jerking it a bit harder and stroking it
faster than he had been doing. "Here, let me help you with that. If
yer so horny over me, then I guess you won't mind me playin' with
this fer awhile?"

Before Remy could even protest, Logan's bare hand was jerking his
manhood rather roughing, his hand moving up and down his hard staff
at a rather quick pace, and it felt so good. Logan's strong hand felt
much better than his own, and it was driving him wild! He couldn't
even speak, and when he tried to, it just came out as strange moans
of complete ecstasy. His own body began to shiver, and he could see
Logan's own length was getting hard through his underwear. He had no
clue the feral Canadian was into men ... much less him. Remy wouldn't
help but reach his hand out, gently rubbing at Logan's own erection,
while the man played with his own. He had never done something so
forbidden, so erotic in his entire life, and it felt so good.

A growl escaped Logan's lips. The damn kid was definitely a tease,
that was for sure. His mouth was so hot and wet, it felt like heaven
to be wrapped around just the head of his member. He smirked, seeing
the pre cum drip from Remy's own dick, showing he was getting close
to his orgasm. Logan had to admit he never was with a man before, but
being with Remy like this, it was better than any woman he had ever
slept with. The kid had good looks, talent, and that damn sexy
accent. If Remy wanted to tease him, then perhaps he should do it
back. He stopped jerking Remy's length so hard and just moved his
hand up and down the length with a gentle touch, only letting his
calloused fingertips move over his member. Logan groaned, watching
Remy eagerly take more of his own dick into his mouth, as if begging
Logan to touch him more, to get him to his peek.

A loud moan escaped Remy's lips, feeling Logan's hand slow down on
him, just moving those large fingertips over his member. It was too
much for him and the young Cajun began to buck his hips up to Logan's
hand, wanting to be touched some more, to feel his entire hand moving
up and down his hardened member, to jerk it harshly like he had done
earlier. Remy quickly too more of Logan's dick into his mouth,
showing how much he wanted him, how much he needed him. His head
started to buck up and down each inch of Logan's member, taking it
all the way down his throat (which made him gag a bit), all the way
to the tip, his tongue and teeth gently scraping at the belly of his
enlarged member, while Logan's hand finally moved back over his own
length and started jerking it again.

Logan growled even louder, feeling Remy's mouth work wonders on him.
The damn kid felt like a pro, he knew what he was doing and how to
use his mouth on a guy, and it was driving Logan wild. It took a few
more minutes of the bliss of Remy's mouth on his dick to make him
groan out in pleasure, and his seed start to fill the younger man's
mouth. As soon as he came, Remy came as well, right into Logan's
hand, and on his own chest. As soon as Logan's orgasm ended, he
smirked down at the Cajun and slowly slide his dick out of his mouth,
moving his hand to his own mouth and licking up Remy's seed from
it. "You taste good, Cajun ... best head I ever got from anyone."
Logan said in his gruff voice, watching the young man panting and
trying to catch his breath.

Remy never felt an orgasm as good as the one Logan had given him, and
all he did was use his hand on him. His breathing was hard and ragged
as he looked up at the Cajun, some of Logan's cum dripping from his
mouth as he spoke. "Merci... Logan ... dat was de best one ah
ever 'ad, too... Wanna do it again sometime?"

With a grin, Logan leaned down and placed a kiss on the Cajun's
mouth, tasting himself on the Cajun's mouth. He couldn't help but
smirk down at the young man, as the kiss was finally broken. "Sure...
I'm thinkin' this is the start of a beautiful friendship, Cajun."

THE END