Date: Fri, 19 Oct 2018 14:38:22 +0000 (UTC) From: Leslie Carr Subject: Not The Three Musketeers Not The Three Musketeers Chapter 1 By Androgyne I'm now and long have been "into" the superhero genre and decided to try out a story about a world where the superhero "Powers" exists in numbers. These people do NOT always agree with each other and also do things that go beyond moral and legal bounds. Oh God this is amazing! Okay I'm a bad gay boy and at 13 too horny to be true but this isn't just a normal hook up. I've fucked my share of "Institute" boys in my room here at the "Institute" but tonight? Oh fuck tonight it's a threesome in an instructor's rooms. I'm on my hands and knees sucking "Obsidian's" cock while "Blue Angel" is fucking my ass from behind. We've switched and swapped around and I've done as much giving cock as taking and soon it'll be my turn to fuck again. I really want to do the "Angel" from the front and if Obsidian fancies ass fucking me while I'm busy with the blue haired "Power" then fine by me. I hadn't been here long at the "Powers Institute Training School", which some of us trainees christened "The Pits", when I picked up on the amount of available sex. Okay I'm gay, have been since puberty hit around 10, but if you're straight then there's as much to be had as if you're gay. However I'd assumed it was confined to us pre-teens and teenagers. Then I got to hearing hints about a few of the instructors being into us young ones and literarily into us. I was flattered when "Obsidian" made a move on me, he's a teenage "Powers" hero when all is said and done, and I still have a touch of hero worship or maybe it's a crush, but "Blue Angel" for fuck's sake? The "Angel" is a famous major "Power" superhero to the public. So yeah "Obsidian" asked me if I'd like to try some three- way fun but I had to keep ultra schtum about it. So when I found out I was going to be fucking "Blue Angel" I almost creamed my briefs there and then. So "O" takes me up to the apartment and there was no messing around or half measures. There was no "he's a kid so take it slow" routine and it was a hot tween, me, "The Silver Streak", a teenage senior cadet in "Obsidian", and a famous [ And gorgeous ] adult "Power" in "The Blue Angel" who got naked fast. Oh fuck what a time we're having! I'm sucking now, head bobbing smoothly up and down, on "O's" long stiff cock. "BA's" shorter but thick cock is deep up my ass, or anal canal, or frigging colon if you want to be technical about things. All I know is each time he thrusts powerfully forward my ass burns delightfully and he gasps with pleasure. I know "O's" almost there because he's not looking down at his cock in my mouth; but off to one side as he narrows his eyes and grits his teeth. "BA's" long fingers are wrapped around the rigid curve of my cock and pumping away at it hard. I'm white hot to cum and have my partners cum when an odd thought flickers through my mind. There's a rumour that my two fuck buddies are half-brothers; they surely are enough alike in face and body for that to be true. If it is then they're queer for brotherly love because they were in a 69er earlier while I fucked "O's" taut ass. Their only real difference is "O's" dark locks, as dark as the obsidian he's named for, and "Angel's" bright blue mane. I guess I look a big contrast since I'm milk pale to their dark skin and my hair is pale gold with silver highlights. "O" shudders and I tighten my grip on his smooth thighs as a moan escapes his lips. He bucks his hips forward and the moan turns into a hoarse yell. "Angel" thrusts faster and harder into my drum tight ass and pumps my cock like a machine. Suddenly my mouth is flooded with thick creamy jizm as "O" has a huge "O" from my expert blow job. I keep working on him even as lightning surges up my rock hard erection and my own jizm spurts out to add further stains to the rumpled sheet under us. "BA" howls out "YES" and his climax sends his scalding hot jizm in wads as the three of us buck and writhe through wonderful sexual ecstasy. As I soar on a carpet of sex I can still realise that it's a good thing all three of us are super powered; as crazy wild cums like this would put an ordinary human in hospital for sure. Sadly we do return to planet Earth at last; not that we couldn't go again and again. "Powers" don't just have super abilities like flying; we can fuck all night and day with the right company and never run out of stamina. Of course another advantage of being a "Power" is that we're totally immune to any and all STDs so bareback sex is as safe as can be. We end up side by side with "BA" to my left and his possible half-brother "O" on my right. Blue tresses tickle my cheek as he leans over to kiss me on my lips and then to kiss his maybe kin. "Well while I'm sure we could all get it up again and go another round I have to take classes tomorrow and I know you have your own classes' darling." Here he kissed me again while I very much liked of course. "You're taking a field trip with trainees aren't you Vince?" "Obsidian" being Vince then? Some stick to a secret identity while others don't care who knows that they're "Powers" at all. "Yeah Chris I'm flying a class to "Greybank" national park for a training exercise." So then "BA" is Christopher somebody and I feel a bit left out of it. "If you guys haven't looked up my records I'm Corey." "Well of course you are dear boy but it's nice of you to share with us." I start to snigger or giggle and then crack up little. "O" jabs an elbow into my short ribs. "So what's so funny then?" "It was nice of me to share? Jesus Christ we've been sharing cock for a few hours haven't we?" That goes down well with both of them but I'm not done with cock just yet. I said I wanted to fuck "BA" from the front and I'm determined to do that before the night is out. "Well I can get it up again and I want one more round unless anyone has any objections?" "Angel" smiles that wonderful slow smile that in part gives him his "Powers" name in that he looks angelic. "Well I suppose I could make an exception in your case dear boy." I roll over to lean in close and almost hiss into his ear. I'm turned on but now more turned on by the fact I'm initiating things myself. "I want to fuck you from the front "Angel" and right now not next time we hook up." Another angelic smile almost curls my silky hair up. "Well I wouldn't want to keep you waiting would I dear boy?" With a pillow propped behind him he brings his knees up and back until they are resting against his shoulders. I ease closer till my cock is so close and he rests his feet on my shoulders. I brace the palms of my hands on the mattress and slide my cock, foreskin peeled all the way back, between his ass cheeks and up against his anal pucker. A firm thrust of my hips and my cock stretches him and my swollen helmet goes deep into him. I'd like to say I was a cool young guy but "Oh fuck yeah" breaks out of me and sounds very loud in the bedroom. He splays his thighs wide and uses his hands to clasp them as my cheek presses against his. My cock and helmet are grinding against the scaly ridges in his ass and my fires are rising again to inferno heat. I feel hands on my hips and a long straight cock probing me. "O" has decided he could go another round too. As I fuck like a maniac "BA's" tight ass his possible probable half-brother reams me with hard heaves of his hips. I can feel an explosion building from my balls and soaring up my cock; but seconds before I let loose the "Angel" beneath me cums like a fountain to soak us both with his jizm. That sends me over the top and I have the most intense climax of my night with spurt after spurt flooding the "Power" beneath me. I'd even forgotten the delicious sensation of being fucked myself until "O" cums and it's my turn to be flooded. When the three of us uncouple the "Angel" looks at me with a sleepy angelic smile. "And now I suggest we three have an hour or two's sleep before morning arrives. Remember there'll be three of us showering later and the cubicle barely fits one." So we do settle down to sleep. We "Powers" need much less sleep than standard human beings but we do need sleep. Historically there's case of the "Power" known as "Moonman" who decided he didn't need to sleep at all. Physically he maybe could have gone on a really long time but with no sleep at all he suffered a mental breakdown and needed to be hospitalised. So glowing with pleasure I drift off into a deep sleep. I wake suddenly to noise and bright lights. I'm still in bed between "Obsidian" and "Blue Angel" and sticky and streaked with jizm. However there are more than three of us in the room now. The bedroom doorway is blocked and by heavy hitter senior "Powers" in strength. Right away I pick out "High Tempo", "Iridescence", "Hard Core", and "Wyvern" too. Off a little to one side is "Oversight" who we pre-teens and teens dubbed "Sneaky Pete" because he always seems to be scoping us out. The sharp featured "Iridescence" grabs my arm to tug me off the bed and shoves a robe at me. "Get into this and come with me!" Look I'm a really strong "Power" and she doesn't scare me but rather than shrug her off I look at "BA" who nods fast and then turns to the mob. I say mob because there are even more members of the "Powers" authorities crowding in from the living room. I allow myself to be hustled out of the apartment, along a corridor, and into a lift. We go to a sublevel that we kids guessed existed but never go to see since the lift requires a senior "Power" authorising code to take you there. The room I end up in isn't much like anything but a police custody room. So I sit on a hard plastic chair wearing just a robe and like I said pretty sticky with dried jizm. Okay I could bust my way out easy enough but just that brief nod from "BA" convinces me to go along with things until I feel otherwise. There's no clock on the wall and my watch is back up in the apartment. After what feels like a long time though likely not that long the door opens and in walks "King Crimson" himself. He's a member of the Institute board of governors as well as being a founder member of the "League of Powers" from way back. Like I said I'm sitting on this plastic chair with my elbows resting on a plastic topped table and he pulls up a chair to sit down facing me. He gives me the silent treatment and a long stare. Now if he thinks this is a tactic that'll disturb me he doesn't know about my upbringing. The silence gets to him before it gets to me. "So?" "So what then?" "You were found naked in bed with a senior instructor and a senior cadet so what do you have to say about that?" Now I've no idea if this room has a hidden camera and mike so I play things carefully. "Well if any of that was true, and I'm not admitting it is, I'd say you should try it some time." His cheeks colour up to the same shade as his name. "Don't be ridiculous young man. A dozen people saw the three of you. Now this is a very serious situation and we, the board that is, are prepared to keep you as much out of it as possible if you'll make a statement about how "Blue Angel" and "Obsidian" groomed and assaulted you." "I never got groomed by anyone and nobody assaulted me so I'm signing nothing and agreeing to nothing." "Well if that's the way you feel then I suppose we'll have to get in touch with your parents then?" At that I actually laugh out loud which leaves him no longer red faced but certainly puzzled. "Oh fuck you do NOT know my parents or anything about my parents do you? Now I was 10 when my mum walked in on me and a 14 year old "Powers" boy called Sean having a 69er, you know sucking each other's cocks? Do you know what she said to us? She said she hoped us boys "were having fun" together and then she walked out again. Do you know why I'm a full time boarder here? Because my folks are never around that's why. If you think they'll lose it if you tell them your story then you know nothing so just fuck off!" I'm not too surprised when he pushes back his chair and stomps out slamming the door behind him. So I sit there on my own for who knows how long. They send someone in with milk and sandwiches which I shovel down since sex always makes me hungry. Later again the door opens and another guy I recognise comes in. This time it's "Iron Wolf" who pulls back the chair to sit down where "Crimson" sat earlier. He looks at me steadily and then grins at me. "Okay son here's how it's going to go. You're denying anything happened and the majority of members of the "Powers League Council" don't want any of this to come out to the public. "Blue Angel" quits as an "Institute" trainer and "Obsidian" goes too. Sorry but you get expelled as well but if you keep quiet then those two walk away without this being taken to court for say sexual assault and corrupting a minor charges. Do we have a deal?" "Sure you have a deal but why did we have that gang busting into the bedroom and dragging me down here to get me to confess to what never happened?" The "never happened" thing makes him grin again. "Look there are factions here at the higher levels and "Oversight" set it up but other powerful factions do not want bad publicity for the League. Ergo a settlement was reached. So I'll take you back up to your room so you can pack before leaving tomorrow but "Crimson" said your folks wouldn't care so can I take it you can go home and explain things to them?" I tell him sure no problem though both my parents won't be home for weeks or even months and he doesn't need to know that. Between packing my things and leaving I get visits from friends both gay and straight who've heard something has happened but not what. Some though have caught whispers on the grapevine and have an idea what occurred. The upshot is I leave with assurances that they'll keep in touch with me. Toting a backpack, the rest of my stuff will be sent on to my home, I step off the roof of the building the day after the whole thing kicked off. I'm wearing my uniform, charcoal grey and black as well as the silver from my "Powers" identity. The authorities tried to confiscate it, and my visor communicator, until I pointed out my folks had bought them and they were not "Institute" issue. I set off across the city at a very moderate pace and haven't gotten far when, from my combined visor/communicator, I get a familiar voice. "We need to talk dear boy!" Turning a circle I see two uniformed figures floating down to meet me. No surprise they are "Blue Angel" and Obsidian" heading my way. "Angel is in blue with a chest emblem of twin white wings while "Obsidian is fittingly all in black but for a little dark red trimming. "Obsidian" here, and I, hasn't had a lot of time to think things over but we've had an idea. If we can't be part of the League then maybe the three of us can work together doing what "Powers" are meant to do?" "What like "The Three Musketeers"?" "No dear boy more like "Not the Three Musketeers" in fact. I've been tired of the way the League have been running and organising "Powers" for a long time now so maybe it's time for independent action without bureaucracy. I mean the Musketeers had a captain and he answered to higher authority and the three were loyal to a king who had little trust in them. Can we talk somewhere?" This is interesting and while my mind is wondering what he means my body is recalling the three of us tangled together in the bed and I want more of it. "Sure we can go to our place; there's nobody home and won't be for ages so let's go. Follow me!" So I turn and head off towards where home is and they take up position on either side of me as I crank up the speed as we cross the city.