Title: Nobody's Angle
Author: Lu (LoganRemy@hotmail.com)
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Nobody's Angle 3
By Lu
Logan came to full awareness even before his eyes had opened. His right hand's claws were already extended and swinging towards the adversary at his side. Logan stopped mere fraction of centimeter from Gambit's shoulder blade. Red on black eyes stared at him. "Remy, didn' mean to wake y', cher." He had rolled over and into Logan creating the scene that had preceded. He was in the process of moving away when Logan said. "Ya lied to me again, Cajun."
For once Remy was at a lost. "Sorry Logan but I don' know w'at y're talking about?"
"It's not a crush." And Logan pushed the Cajun on his back. He was glaring into Remy's demon eyes.
"Oui." Gambit turned his head to the side.
"When ya gonna learn to say what ya mean, Cajun." Logan turned onto his right side and fell asleep.
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Before the break of dawn Remy was off taking care of business, Logan followed suit. Logan got back in time to witness Remy brushing his teeth without any water. "There's a stream about an eight of mile east, come on."
Logan splashed the freezing water into his face and hair, it felt wonderful. The Cajun seemed to be in puppy heaven, clean teeth and a fresh face. "Logan do y' 'ate me?"
"Naw, just don' trust ya, Cajun" Logan started back to the bikes with Remy not far behind.
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It look as if they were on the right path, Creed had busted up a bar along the way just for the fun of it. Fortunately no one was
seriously hurt. They grabbed lunch at a fast food place and were back in pursue in ten minutes.
Logan loved the warm wind rushing through his hair and against his face. This was as close to freedom as he could get when living in civilization. With 141 HP between his legs he flew down the road with his maybe not so faithful companion at his side. Logan valued honesty and honor utmost in the few friends he had acquire over the years, it just wasn't in the kid. His years on the street and then later living as a thief had killed these traits in him. He was always trying to protected his back and enviably getting himself into deeper trouble.
Remy felt trapped. His lies and deceit were so wide spread and so deep he would never be able to remember them all. Logan was smart not to trust him. He didn't completely trust himself. If he did get a chance with Logan he's ruin it some way. He wouldn't get a chance and now he'd discovered the reason he was unable to get close to him in the past. 'Just don' trust ya, Cajun.'
They found a roadside café at dusk and ate supper. "Dere one more t'ing, Gambit wants t' tell y'." Remy looked up from his meal. " 'e was saved from Antarctica by a person calling 'imself de 'New Sun'." Remy waved one of those slender hands to say there's more. "De New Sun wanted t' be reimbursed for dis favor by 'aving Gambit steal t'ings for 'im."
"So yer back to thieving."
"Oui."
"Well kid, the other's left ya for dead and if that the payment for yer life, I'd say ya made a good trade."
"'e's trying t' unify de humans and mutants, he says 'e from anutter dimension."
Logan sat straighter in his seat. "Remy how do ya get yerself inta this shit." Logan grinned, "Do ya need some help with him?"
"Non homme, just trying t' be 'onest wit' y'." Logan nodded his head and finished his meal.
There was a motel next to the café and that's were they decided to spent the night. The room was clean and had two double beds and a T.V. Remy stretched out on one of the beds and turned on the T.V. low. Logan sat on the other bed and dialed the mansion. "Hey darlin', how's everything on yer end." He chuckled. "He fine, hold on." Logan handed the phone to Remy.
"Stormy, how's it shaking." His warm laughter fill the room. "Oui cher, Remy understand. "Non, everyt'ings okay. De bastard tore up a café back a way's. Keep n eyes on de school just in case 'e doubles back, mon ami." Remy smiled into the cell. "Oui, I'll tell Wolvie. Love y' Stormy."
Logan heard the loud click and smiled, too. "She gonna follow through on that threat one of these days."
"Dat w'at I'm 'oping for. S'e wanted me t' tell y' sweet dreams." Remy shook his head.
"I saw a laundry mat on the way in, if ya want I can throw our stuff together."
"Remy'll go wit' y'. Y' can still do de washing, mon ami."
There was barely a load and Remy stripped off the shirt he was wearing and threw it in the machine. The night was cool and Logan noticed the nipples on his chest harden. He turned away and coughed. There was only one other customer in the place a pretty young redhead and she appeared just as interested in the Cajun's actions. Remy hopped up their machine and stared at Logan. "Well cher?." He face reddened. "Sorry, mon ami." Logan waited for him to continue. He got redder. "Remy forgot."
Logan laughed out loud, startling the redhead. "Relax kid, I not pissed at ya right now. What ya want ta talk about."
"I don' know, just like hearing y' talk. Yer voice fills me up."
"Sorry kid, I'm afraid I don' have anything to say."
Remy jumped down and started to wander the laundry. Logan watched the lean muscled back shift with every step the Cajun took. On the return trip he noticed the muscled chest then moved down to the narrow waist and the fine red hair that trailed from the Cajun belly to beneath his jeans. Remy turned and paced back the other direction. His jeans were worn and thin and Logan knew he wore no underwear. The muscles of his butt rotated in a hypnotizing manner.
Logan shook himself and tried to determine if the kid was releasing his charm power. No, the redhead wasn't jumping his bones. "Sit down Cajun, yer driving me nut."
When the washer stopped Remy snatched the clothes and threw them in a dryer. The redhead finished folding her clothes and left. He sat down next to Logan. "Gambit yer jumpier than a cat on a hot tin roof. Settle down." He stopped jerking. "Just want dis t' be over." Logan was making him uneasy. He kept watching Remy's every move. He stretched his long legs out in front of him and closed his eyes. Logan observed the thickening in the front of Remy's pants.
Before he knew was he was doing he cupped the bulge with his strong hand. Remy flew out of the seat. Landing up against a washer. He checked to ensure that his shields were in place. What had started out as a semi erection was now a full-blown hard-on. "Logan, it's non Remy, I swear." Remy could think of no way to hide it.
Logan was just as shocked as Remy, but he said, "I'm not blaming ya, Cajun. Just happened."
Remy jumped on the washer and gawked.
"Stop looking at me, before ya piss me off."
"Oui." "Logan I won't say anyt'ing t' anybody, dis y' can trust me on."
"I'm not worry about ya talking, I just don' want ya ta get the wrong idea, this doesn' change a thing between up."
"Remy understand." He was intently watching the cracks in the floor.
"Fuck!" And Logan left the laundry.
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Remy folded the clothes and returned to the room, no Logan. He got into the shower and turned the hot water full blast. Remy ran his hands down his flat hard stomach and stopped at his fully erect cock
With soapy hands he encircled himself moving in an age old movement soon his hips followed his hands lead. His caressed the velvet soft head fingering the clef at the back. He leg went wobbly and he moaned. His hands worked faster and his reached to stroke his tightening balls. His body jerked and his dick squirted thick cum into his hand. Remy collapsed against the shower wall. Finished with his shower he wrapped a towel around his waist and went into the main room.
Logan was laying on his bed, his arms behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Remy went to his bed and crawled under the cover turning to face Logan. "The only way ta get rid of a attraction is ta give inta it. " Logan rolled on to his side. "And I want ya Cajun, but only for tonight."
Remy throat swelled shut nothing would come out. He wanted him, just for tonight and Remy wanted him for an eternity. Remy knew he was a slut at heart and would take the one night. Logan couldn't treat him any worst than he already did. Remy nodded his head.
Logan came to his bed and laid beside the taller man. "I don' know what ta do." Remy pulled him into his arms and brushed his mouth against Logan's dry lips. Moistening them with his tongue. Sturdy fingers kneaded tense neck and back muscles. Logan arched his neck to capture Remy's mouth, but he pulled away grinning. "Y' want Remy t' kiss y', cher?" "Dat w'at y want?" Logan growled deep in his throat. Remy dropped his head and took Logan lips, parting them and attacking the tongue inside. Remy rolled Logan onto his back and straddle his lower waist never breaking the kiss. He pinched the
harden nipple under all that wonderful satiny dense fur, then broke away from the kiss and sucked on the abused nipple. Logan moaned trying to swift his body, Remy held him tight. "Remy, please." Remy smiled then took the other nipple in his mouth and preformed the same deed on it. Remy slide his body down Logan's and stopped when he reached the older man's navel. He stuck his tongue deep inside an licked then sucked, when the head of Logan cock came up to greet him, he started to lick it, long strokes from the base to the tip and down again. His long fingers encircle Logan hard shaft and his mouth
covered the faultless head licking the clear fluid with the tip of his tongue. Logan twisted his blunt fingers through the long auburn hair and pulled him closer. Remy swallowed his cock up to the dark hair then pulled up to the rim of the head. Logan was grinding his hips into Remy's face. Remy paid special attention to the underside of the head licking and sucking the tender slit. He was pumping his hand in a intense rhythm, Logan's hips following suit. Remy massaged three fingers beneath Logan's balls. Logan cried out, his body convulsing. Remy suck him till he was dry and soft in his mouth. "Now we even cher." And turn over onto his back, his own cock throbbing against his stomach.
Remy tugged on Logan's arm pulling him on top of him. "Hmmm, cher y' so hairy." Remy's laugh tingled across very nerve ending in Logan 's body. Remy grasped Logan's neck and pulled him down for a soul-searching kiss. "Mon amour, we 'ave a slig't problem." Remy was tugging on the older man's bottom lip with his teeth. "I never imagined y' n me." He freed Logan's bottom lip and stared nipping at the corded muscles in his neck. "Don' have any ointment." Logan pulled himself up on an elbow. "I don' get ya kid." Remy moaned at the lost of Logan's warm chest on his. "Please Logan kiss my ass."
Logan frowned down at the Cajun and Remy laughed. "Non cher, just lick it to get it lubed. Make's it easier for penetration." Logan blushed color climbing up his neck. He looked down to the member mentioned and grinned. "Can do bub." On his way there Logan stopped to pay a little attention to the head of Remy's cock. The Cajun shoved Logan away. "Non cher, y' gonna ruin de fun if y' do dat."
Remy's balls were already pulling up inside him. Logan studied the rosy pucker wanting to put it to memory, then sank his head down.
All the time Remy's lean fingers were rubbing his scalp.
Is didn't taste like he'd imagined, Remy was clean and fresh, Logan experimented sticking his tongue into the taut hole. Remy bowed off the bed. His fingers ripping at Logan's hair. "S'il vous plait, mon amour." Remy's eyes were glowing hot. "Remy can' take dat, gonna ruin yer fun, cher." Remy dragged Logan up his length and kissed him wrapping his long legs around the other man's waist. Logan was positioned , gently he probed the opening with his erect cock. His dick was excreting a clear cream along with his saliva, Logan was able to thrust the head of his penis into the heated hole. Remy cried out as his entire body tensed. Logan touched Remy face with one hand. "Ya ok, wanta stop?"
Remy shook his head nudging his hand. "Non mon amour, yer just so big. Give me a minute." Logan brushed his mouth against the Cajun's, sucking his pouty lower lip. Slowly Logan pushed in until he was completely embedded, Remy was so hot, so tight, he waited giving the younger man a time to adjust. Logan stroked the Cajun's stiff shaft, wiping a finger through the filmy fluid at the tip and bringing it to his mouth for a taste. Remy stared at him with adoring eyes, he moved his hips upwards. Logan began a rhythm, riding back and forth then up and down gradually building the speed.
Remy sprayed his fingers across Logan's chest kneading muscles and tugging the dark fur. "Oui cher, dat so good, merci." He arched his body and met Logan pace. Logan stroked the Cajun's shaft faster and faster, till a hot sticky cream spurted out over and over again.
Remy's ass convulsed, tightening around Logan's swollen cock. Logan bellowed his bliss, shooting his hot cum into Remy. Logan collapsed on the kid's stomach resting his head on Remy's chest waiting for the spasm to end. Logan stroked Remy 's face bushing his long auburn hair back. "Remy yer one beautiful man, thanks for tonight." He reached up and kiss the younger man on the lips.
"Anytime cher." Remy deepened the kiss, attempting to memorize the taste, feel of him.
They fell asleep with Logan sprawled across Remy.
TBC in Part 4