Brennan Mulwray was out there on the prowl. He was a tall young man with black hair and pale brown eyes. A very handsome man. He looked regal in his black silk shirt, black jeans and boots. He looked like an ordinary man but he was not. He was a mutant. One of those genetically altered human beings with special abilities. In the case of Brennan, the mutant abilities manifested themselves as the power to generate enough electricity to light up the sky or power up a small city. Brennan Mulwray was a tough, streetwise rebel. He was also a member of Mutant X.
Mutant X was a small group of mutant men and women dedicated to helping people. They wanted to protect mutantkind from the outside world and also protect humanity from those mutant men and women who might want to hurt it. Tonight, Brennan Mulwray wanted to have some fun. He was at a bar and checking out the scene. He spotted a cutie. What was her name again? Something with a K. A real pretty gal.
Brennan Mulwray looked at Katrina.
She was tall, easily six feet, with long black hair and pale green eyes. Her skin was bone-white. She wore a black leather jacket over a black shirt, short black leather dress and knee-high boots. She looked pretty damn hot. He watched her sit down at the table and talk to her friends. He came and sat down not too far from her. Since he was the only guy not trying to hit on her, she kept staring at him. Brennan did not really feel like seeing a woman right now. But he needed to. He had come to realize not long ago that he liked his teammate and best friend Jesse Kilmartin.
How could he explain how he felt about Jesse? Jesse was a sweet guy. Brennan Mulwray was not gay. He did not even consider himself bisexual. He was a pussy-eating, pussy-loving one hundred percent macho man. He had done stuff with men on occasion for a purpose. Just for a purpose. Brennan did not trust the dudes or the bitches. The guys were dumb. They trusted the bitches who used their pussies to control the dudes and get cash and everything else from then. Brennan Mulwray thought a lot of men were stupid.
He did not like the women either. They were lying, nasty, treacherous and evil bitches. Most of them. They came onto a guy and promised him this and that, didn't deliver shit and then turn around and accuse the fella of some shit he didn't do. Shit like sexual harassment or assault.
Brennan did not want to live with a woman. He didn't trust females. He just used them to get his freak on. He didn't feel comfortable with men either. He liked his life, though. The lifestyle of the irresistible macho man. And closeted bisexual. He had slept with dozens of men and women in his time. Dozens. Possibly hundreds. He stopped counting a long time ago. Being a mutant meant he was immune to human diseases like the common cold....or HIV. He lived in a sexual Disney land.
Brennan had been in love with a woman, once. Her name was Joanna Spellman. She was a nice-looking gal and Brennan was all of twenty years old. In love with a woman for the first time. Oh, he'd had sex before but love was something else. Miss Spellman was all of thirty three years old. She and Brennan slept together. The sex was great. She left him some time later. He was heartbroken. He was angry. He was hurt. He felt abandoned. She returned to her Long Beach home.
After the fiasco with Miss Spellman, Brennan explored his sexuality. He had a relationship with a girl named Stacey. He also had a thing with one of her uncles, a man named Robert. Robert introduced Brennan to the homosexual lifestyle. Robert was a married man and a father of three. His wife didn't know he was a homosexual. Brennan used the old man for money. He used Stacey for sex. He ended up ditching them both.
Brennan had a deep hatred of both men and women. Men because they could be so dumb and women because they were so good at manipulation. He had a strong dislike of feminists. He also didn't like flamboyant homos and effeminate men. Those kind of people upset him. He didn't like them at all.
He didn't think he could fall in love again, until he met Jesse Kilmartin. Jesse, the handsome, somewhat innocent hunk of a man. Jesse Kilmartin who was currently with Brennan's hot female teammate, the lovely Shalimar. Brennan felt someone nudge him. He looked and saw that the hot chick, Katrina seemed to be dying to start a conversation with him. He smiled at her and they started talking. She was decidedly pretty but he still thought about Jesse Kilmartin...until he saw how hot her legs were...
Elsewhere.....
Jesse Kilmartin stood at the control room. It had been a few weeks since Brennan went berserk. Or almost. He was trying to get Mutant X's Sanctuary back online. Just for the sake of it. He stood there and checked every glitch in the machines. He had to fix everything and check up on them a few times. He was methodical in his work.
Jesse Kilmartin was so absorbed in his work that he did not notice Shalimar sneak up on him. She came quietly behind him and he suddenly felt very lean and strong arms grab him. He gasped. Shalimar laughed and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"What are you doing, handsome?" she asked.
"Oh, just fixing stuff up." said Jesse.
Shalimar took a step back and looked at Jesse. She loved watching him. God, he was so handsome. So sweet, too. She could imagine herself being with him for the rest of her life. He was so...great. She enjoyed watching him sleep. He looked adorable. She wanted to hold him and be with him forever. She sometimes thought they would have a house together and have super-powered kids. She almost laughed at the thought of herself as a mother. Geez. Now, he was working. All serious. She needed him...like that....now.
She came and once more embraced him. She gently touched his butt. He laughed but went on with his work. Hmm. She was gonna have to bring in the big guns, so to speak. She whispered something into his ear and waited for his reaction. He turned around and looked at her. "Now?" he asked, incredulous.
"Yeah." she said.
He still couldn't believe it. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom. Jesse followed her with some reluctance and some excitement. They fell on the bed. Shalimar climbed on top of him.
