Author: Aunty Mib

Fandom: X-Men, The Movie

Pairing: Toad/Cyclops

Rating: X, of course

Warnings: M/M sex. And well, we don't have super powers, they don't have AIDS. Unless you can fire power blasts from your eyes use condoms and lube.

He was wearing a light jacket, a Speedo bathing suit and sunglasses.

"Why did the Brotherhood insist on a meeting here, of all places.

OK, we have strong enough sightlines to avoid sneaking up on one another. But a deserted beach? Something's up."

Twenty yards away, a swimmer surfaced. He swam quickly and efficiently close to where Scott was sunbathing. He stood up when the water was only knee deep and walked over to Scott.

Toad was wearing Hawaiian patterned swim shorts. His green curls were plastered to his head and water drops glistened on his golden skin. He had a body of an Olympic gymnast, decorated with several tattoos, in the middle of his chest was a three eyed smiley-face with the Olde English lettering saying "Have a freakish day".

Toad stopped a few paces away from Scott. Hands crossed over his chest.

Scott looked down at Toad's feet and thought.
"God, his feet are enormous. I wonder?"

He glanced further up Toad's body and blushed.

Toad spoke for the first time.

"Oi! Throw me a towel, why don't you?"

Scott scooped up a towel and tossed it to him. Toad rubbed the towel over his head and fluffed up his curls. He flopped down beside Scott.

Scott said, "Excuse me for asking. But what the FUCK is going on? We aren't friends or anything."

Toad shrugged. He asked Scott, 'Look at me. What do I look loik?"

Scott said impatiently, "You're an incredibly handsome man, OK. What's your point?"

"Look again, ain't I a monstah."

Scott looked at him again. He was muscular, smooth skinned, enormous black eyes and curly hair. He was beautiful. He was a mutant.

Scott understood, he looked with the eyes of a Senator Kelly. Toad had horrid yellow skin, freakish green hair and monstrous inhuman eyes.

"OK, I get it. How old were you when you changed."

Toad smirked, "Change? Whadya mean by change, mate? I'm a mutant from birth. Me mam took one look at me and started screaming her bloody 'ead orf. Me fam'ly stuck me in one of those 'institutions'. I done runaway when I wuz fourteen and joined me a gang."

Scott was silent. Few of the children at the school were visible mutants. Most mutants didn't even know that they were different from regular humans until they were in their teens.

"I can't imagine what I would be like to be you?"

"Can't you? 'ave you ever had anyone take one look a' you and cross to the other side of the street? 'ow about mothers takin' one look at you and pullin' their lil darlin's closer to them? Away from the Boogie-man with the glowin' red eyes?"

Toad gestured like the 'Creature from the Black Lagoon.

"OK. That has happened. You've even seen it. Like what happened in the train station."

"You're a freak. Just loik me. That's one of the things I been wantin' to talk to you about."

Toad rolled over and looked into Scott's eyes.

"We 'ad to know whether you could see me as 'andsome or no. I'm a bloody good lookin' fella. If you wuz a self-hatin' mutant you couldna see it. If we just disagree about tactics an' stuff we can respect one another. We can work with that. We wanna set up some ground rules for the future."

"You nearly killed Jean and Storm last time. How can we trust one another?"

"Youh team stabbed Mystique, threw Sabertooth orf a tall buildin' and electrocuted me and dumped me in the water. Things happen in battle. We better decide not to hurt each other outside o' battle and not to try to kill each other."

Scott looked at him in shock. He thought to himself. "Toad seems absolutely serious. He's offering a limited truce. Was that what this meeting was about."

"I can't make that type of decision by myself. How did you get the authority to make the offer? Did Magneto OK it?"

"Magneto aint the only one who can make a bleedin' decision. We're led by Mystique now, an we talk over things amongst ourselves. If this works all-right with you then she meets up with Storm next. In the meantime, the school's orf limit for any hooliganism."

Scott nodded. He could relay the message. Hell, it was a good idea.

"That's all? Okey-dokey. I'll bring that back to the rest of the team. I think that it's a good idea. Let's get rolling."

Toad looked uncomfortable for the first time in the meeting. "There was somethin' else I wanted to do. This 'as nothin' to do with the other offer, mind."

Scott looked into Toad's eyes. Toad looked nervous and unsure of himself.

Scott looked at the rest of Toad's body. His nipples were erect.

That wasn't the only thing that was jutting out.

Scott thought, "OH MY GOOD GOD. He really is a monster. He is not sticking that into me!" Scott's dick hardened at the sight.

Toad watched the line of Scott's attention. He opened his mouth and Wwwwhiipp his tongue snaked up the legs of Scott's shorts. It wrapped around Scott's balls and stroked his cock.

"Toad has a wicked tongue. Oh my. Jean will get a kick out of this. If I have the nerve to tell her."

Scott groaned. He played with his own nipples.

Toad pulled down his shorts and wrapped his hands around his own penis. The tip of his penis dripped with pre-cum.

Scott said, "I hope that this isn't a game for one to play. Though what I can do is beyond me. Put it over my shoulder and burp it or something."

Toad gave an extra long slurp of Scott's cock and covered it in slime. He reached over and pulled down Scott's swim suit.

"Remember what they say about a Frog's ass bein' tight?"

He whipped his tongue down again and held Scott's dick erect as he sat all the way down.

"I'm not a frog!"

Scott grabbed Toad's dick with both hands, and he needed both hands, and jerked Toad off as Toad rode him. Toad's ass was not too tight, it was wonderfully, and magically loose enough that fucking Toad was not the same as fucking a vise grip.

It didn't take long before Toad was breathing hard. Scott leant forward and took the entire head of Toad's cock into his mouth just as Toad spurted his load. Scott creamed while trying to swallow Toad's bitter cum.

"Not bad for a monster."

"An' not bad for a freak."

"Do you think this is what Magneto and the Professor do when they get together?"

Toad didn't answer. He just gave Scott an evil leer and pulled his shorts back on and walked back to the water.

He turned around, and said in a serious voice, "By the way, mate, watch out for Sabertooth. We can control 'im, but just a little. Don't ever trust 'im."

"Will we get back in touch? I don't want the next time that we meet to be in a fight to the death."

"We're goin' to be in touch, mate. I 'ope the only times we meet is when you bugger me with that lovely cock of yours."

Toad dove into the water within a minute he was out of sight.