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"Brainy Brutes"

It was late at night and having not slept in almost seventy-two hours, Hank McCoy was exhaustedly pouring over a centrifuge that spun so fast he could hear the gears whirring; it was a stifling noise that hurt his ears. Twenty to thirty minutes each time he turned the samples, he groaned and rubbed his hands through his hair as he waited for it to end. Finally, as it was coming to a stop he took the sample out, dabbed it onto the plate and slipped it under the microscope; there hadn't been a word spoken between the four colleagues in two hours. Everyone was focused on their individual tasks.

Elias stood on the other side of the room filing stacks of samples that had failed their earlier trials. He understood why their work this week had been such a hassle; it was a high priority meeting with some of the big wigs that prompted their bosses to quote-unquote "Look busy" as they were under their scrutinous eyes. He rubbed his eyes and gazed at his reflection; he was barely recognizable from the way he was a year ago, his experiments left him as this: A hulking mass of green flesh, barely resembling a human. Hair grew thick all over his body, a heavy pelt that he still wasn't entirely used to. His muscle mass had grown tremendously, even his jaw squared up and he had trouble hiding his canines that jutted up under his curled mustache. He barely even fit in the lab coat he was wearing; his chest pressing hard against the fabric, he wondered if he took a deep breath that he would send a button ricocheting across the room. He gazed at Hank, who was pouring over his microscope. The blue beast of muscle had a similar experience to his, but it was many years ago. He couldn't imagine the mutant appearing any other way, he turned his glance away and immediately set eyes on Dr. Kelley who had come toward him with another batch of failed samples and nearly knocked her down.

"Ahh!" She shouted and slipped backwards from the accidental bump. Immediately, Elias caught her by the small of her back and grabbed the tray between his other hand's fingers before they toppled into the floor; averting disaster must have been his calling, as he recounted at least three times this has happened with different people.

"D-Doctor Kelley!" He stammered. "You need to be more careful. Especially around big guys like me."

She sighed as Elias' hand lifted her back to her feet without any effort at all. "It's Rose. Come on, when are we going to drop this courtesy and just get on a first-name basis already?" She asked. "I notice Hank calls you Elias." She added in a sing-songy voice, which made Elias' cheeks burn with embarrassment.

"H-he... does not." He denied.

"Mmhmm. I heard him say it the other day. I just wanted to see how it sounded when a big hunk of man calls me by my first name."

Dr. Kelley constantly confused Elias; as she flipped between casual conversation and casual flirting, it was as if she was trying to fish for clues on whether or not she had a chance. He smiled uneasily. "Just be careful." He smiled, opting not to use her name at all. She looked almost downtrodden for a moment, then immediately cheered up before patting him on the shoulder. "You got it boss!" She said as she merrily moved past him with an indistinct song hum.

Elias nearly felt himself collapse and he took a breath. "Alright... alright, breathe." He said to himself. Looking at his reflection on the equipment again, he ran a hand along that smooth bald head of his; the only part of him he chose to assert some control over. "He...calls me Elias?"

"Okay a seventeen hour stretch is enough for me." Dr. Lawson said with a big yawn and a gratuitous scratch of his belly. "I need food and a nap. What about you guys?"

"Okay Ken. I'd be down for a quick bite, this has been an exhausting stretch." Rose admitted. "Do you guys ever think those surveyors will leave?"

"I'd think so." Hank said as he squeezed a drop of fluid from one flask into another, watching the contents turn orange as he examined it with a trained eye. "I'm good. You guys go ahead, have fun."

"I'm going to stay as well." Elias added. "I'm not very hungry."

"The two biggest guys in the entire state aren't hungry after such a long time. Are we weak, Rose?" Ken teased as he laid a hand across her shoulder and began to escort out.

"No, I think their brains probably turn off irrelevant needs like hunger when they're working." She responded back, the two chuckled as they waved and left the room.

Finally, Elias could breathe again. He wasn't exactly a very shy guy, but often felt pressured to be normal around mundane humans. Being around Hank alone though always gave him a surge of excitement. He placed the tray into the small wash basin and walked casually over to him, keeping an eye on the blue beast's movements. His eyebrows raised. "Adding phosphorus to the sample?" He asked.

Hank smirked, peering at the equally beastly man walking up to him. "Good eye. I just wanted to see the reaction of these cells when immersed into the darkness." He said. "You've been pretty quiet today." He said. "Still getting used to it I see?"

Elias sighed and nodded. "It's...just a hard thing, you know? I can't even really fit in my car anymore unless I put the top down, then everyone knows what I look like. I think I'm only really comfortable here."

"Well, it's not easy. Sometimes scientists like us take risks, and sometimes they don't really pay off like we'd hoped." He expressed his point by striking his arms out a bit, emphasising his own form."

"But I thought I had it." Elias complained with an agitated growl. "I mean the gene sequencers were on, they noticed a marked difference in my mutation. I didn't expect these results."

"Neither did I." Hank shrugged. "I just wanted to shrink some of my aspects down, my mutation gave me inhuman feet and a very obviously not-human body. The results felt normal; I'd only realized that my cells amplified on the sample after I injected myself.

"Same here. I only wanted to reduce the size of my arms because I looked like I should be swinging from a tree instead of in a lab." He said with a grunt as he flexed an arm.

Hank belted out a laugh that almost startled him. "But at least now the rest of you has now grown into those arms, am I right, Elias?! Ahahah!"

At first, Elias didn't find the amusement in Hank's comments, but he couldn't help but laugh along. It was an ugly laugh too, big bellied 'har hars' followed by a short-of-breath snort before he realized: "Dr. McCoy? You called me Elias?"

"I did?" Hank paused for a moment. "Oh, yes. I suppose I did." He said with a smile. "And you don't have to be so formal, you can call me Hank if you'd like."

At the moment, it seemed like their bodies were going to touch, Hank lifting his goggles slightly. It had been a year since he started at the lab; not long after his accident, as a way of coping with the changes, Elias immersed himself into his work, but couldn't help but be immediately attracted to the massive blue man working with him. His face felt warm, he wanted Hank more than anything at this exact--

"Elias? Are you alright?"

Elias snapped out of his daydream, he was again standing a good six feet from Hank as he looked up from the latest sample. He grunted and shook his head. "Oh, I'm fine." He said as he quickly turned back to his own table in a vain attempt to hide his arousal pressing into his pants that was thankfully covered in part by his coat. He closed his eyes and tried to press the imagery out of his mind. He was just unsure how much he could take, he took a dropper and measured out a small sample of blood before dripping it into the next cylinder. Just as he turned it on, he felt a large hand drape over his shoulder.

"Are you sure? You seem a little more distracted than usual." Hank said.

Briefly, Elias had to concentrate on Hank not seeing his fire hydrant protruding against his pants leg, and answered him. "Yeah, no I'm fine." He said with a cautious smile. "Just tired I think."

"No kidding." Hank let out a hearty chuckle and it made Elias feel better. "This is sample seventy-three?"

"Yep. Looks like!" He said, returning the spring to his step as his erection finally began to quell. "Only twenty-seven to go."

Hank smiled, then slugged the man on the shoulder. "That's the spirit! Let's get this done!"

It took another three hours of hard work between the four of them; but finally, with the last sample put away, a call from their boss came in excusing them all home for a long weekend. Ken and Rose were out like a shot and Hank was finishing up some final tasks before heading out, but Elias had been sweating under that lab coat for what seemed like days now; and as he passed a hallway clock he realized it had been days in fact. He stunk and desperately sought the showers in their staff locker room. He checked his watch; it was two AM, there was no one else here. Even their boss had dismissed them from the comfort of his own home. He crashed through the locker room doors, already peeling off his lab coat and yanking his shirt up over his head. He got caught for a few seconds unexpectedly and bumped into a locker that sent a metallic shudder down the entire row before finally removing it. He uncinched his belt and kicked his shoes off at once before removing his pants. The funky body hair he'd gotten from his mutation has somewhat matted against his shins and he could literally hear the fabric lift from it to let him go. He stood for a moment dressed only in a red jock-strap, letting the cool air of the room help reinvigorate his desperately suffocated skin as he put his soiled clothing into the laundry chute next to his locker. The sound of the locker room door opening reached his ears, but Elias didn't even turn to see who it was.

"Dr..." He growled. "Hank? Is that you?"

Suddenly, the looming presence of the blue man was leaning against the row of lockers right next to Elias, who resisted the urge to jump. "Well, who else would it be at this ungodly hour?"

Elias smirked and nodded. "I am going to end up sleeping for days after this. It's been swell, but the swelling's gone down."

"Oh my, did Elias Saint-Claire just crack a doctor joke?" Hank said with a smarmy grin. "I didn't know you had it in you."

"I know something I want in me..." He spoke in an off-handed mumble that completely blew past the other scientist.

"Hmm?" Hank said, prying open his own locker and draping a towel over his shoulders as he removed his lab coat. Hank was probably large enough to get away with using a coat as his shirt. "What did you say?"

"Oh nothing." Elias replied, trying not to stare as Hank removed his pants, revealing that he had been going commando, and the sweet smell of his musk hit the green beast like a sucker punch. "I was just asking if you remembered to clock out?"

"Oh. Yes I did, thank you." Hank said before turning toward Elias, the towel still over his shoulder and the generous "beast" between his legs swinging openly. "I hope you did as well."

"I..." He lost his train of thought, damn it what was he going to say? "Oh I did too. Thanks."

Hank chuckled a bit and nodded before casually sauntering toward the shower room. Elias groaned as soon as Hank was out of sight and slapped himself on the forehead. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" He said to himself. "I'm usually so much more confident around him, so suave, but now it's like I'm stumbling over my hands because he's walking around naked as a jaybird and without a care in the--" His voice trailed off as he laid eyes on Hank's muscular body bathing in the shower, water pouring down over every shape that made up his form. He glanced over at the other man and noticed him coming in.

"What, are you afraid I'm going to use all the hot water?" He asked with a hint of coyness in his voice.

"Honestly? You could use all the hot water you could get." Elias quipped back sarcastically as he walked up to another shower station and turned it on to let the water pour down over him, hitting him full on in the face, and he let out an audible sigh. "Jeeze, I am going to sleep for days, Hank. What about you?"

"Same. Or at least I'm going to try, the school can be a bit of a ruckus during the day. But I'll manage, even if I'm the grumpy creature from the blue lagoon."

"I can imagine it being rough. They aren't expecting you to teach right?"

"No, the professor gave me the week off for this little endeavor. He's all about pursuing normal life activities when possible. Can't go off saving the world every weekend, you know."

"Well you're always welcome to stay at my place for a few days if you wanted."

"Really, you'd offer my shedding blue furry butt to take up space in your personal residence?"

"Well, not saying you have to. But you know I live alone, no ruckus-causing kids keeping you up at all hours--"

Suddenly; without warning, a large pair of hands grabbed Elias' shoulders and spun him around, with a gasp of surprise, he was suddenly staring Hank in the face, and the both were standing toe-to-toe under the running water. He could feel the beast's breath brushing across his face in the several seconds that passed. "You offer up such a nice deal. However could I repay you for your kindness?" He asked.

At first, Elias' mind mulled over it being a rhetorical question. He'd almost waited too long and as soon as he felt Hank's grip loosen slightly, he gave in. Elias grappled Hank's left hip with his arm and with a roar, he lifted him up and tackled him to the floor. Lying on top of Hank was practically a dream come true, and for once he wasn't daydreaming about it. "Let's start with a kiss..." He said before his mind could stop him, and just as suddenly he kissed the blue beast.

Hank's arms reached up as a surprised inhale made Elias think that he wasn't into other men. But before he could move, he heard a growl of approval and felt Hank's arms embrace him, pulling himself deeper into the kiss and sliding his tongue into Elias' mouth. Instantly the green beast had awakened and pressed against Hank's stomach. Elias inhaled and soaked in the masculine scent as their tongues twirled and pulling apart only gave his handlebar mustache a light tickle and slowly he began to work his way down Hank's massive chest, his hands cupping at the man's pectorals as they slid down his thick, trunk-like frame. He heard Hank groan in pleasure, and Elias couldn't help himself, he buried his face into the man's pelt. As thick as the hair grew on his own body, there was just something about Beast's head-to-toe covering of fur that was a real turn on. He could feel the muscle pulsate back at his pressing nose, an almost constant vibration as his tongue grazed the flesh beneath. He wanted more, he wanted to feel him everywhere. As his face moved to the right, he felt Hank raise an arm and flex his boulder-sized muscle. Elias wasted no time and eagerly dragged his tongue in that direction, burrowing his face into the other man's pit, feeling the rock hard muscle he was moving into. Even the smell of his fur being wetted down wasn't enough to deter him, it in fact enhanced the pungent musk that made his eyes roll back in pleasure. His left hand never left Hank's chest, he still felt it slowly rising and sinking down in every breath as he watched the green beast ravage his arms.

Moving back toward the center, Elias resisted the urge to bite playfully at Hank's chest and continued his journey down. A lengthy abdominal wall was next, ripped beneath the fur with what felt like an eight-pack of muscle. It felt like a firm mattress there, and he felt Hank resist the laugh of being tickled by the man's persistent prodding. Tightening his stomach his muscles bounced lightly as his cock slipped upward along Elias' hairy shoulder and brushed up against his neck. He griped the shaft firmly near the base and teased Hank by running his tongue around the edge, unfurling the flesh that had already darkened with his arousal. Hank laid his head back and sighed, his body twitching at the sensitive touch as Elias slowly dipped his head over the crown and slid his mouth down his length. Pulling back, his tongue trailed it to the tip and a long bead of precum dripped off his lips as well as he continued his way down. Grasping Hank's thick balls, he gave them a tug and a suckle from his lips, careful not to drag his teeth over them as his hands dragged down to Hank's thighs, cupped under his knees and pulled them up, exposing the mutant's fleshy ass. As his hands glided down Hank's thighs once again, the man left them aloft and Elias spread his cheeks apart, partaking in a deep taste of the man's nethers and it across the flesh.

Hank let out a sigh of pleasure, his hands clasping at the floor of the shower. The world seemed to fall away at this point, and all he could feel was the warm wet tongue diving deep into his ass. Hank's hands worked their way down to his crotch and along the shaft now begging for release, almost playfully bowing it upright, and then letting it slap back against his tummy as an eager Elias pulled at his legs and deepened the tongue invading him. Each flick of the man's tongue caused Hank's cock to twitch and writhe in response as he enjoyed every inch the man pushed into him. In a desperate moan. "M-more... fuck... more..." He gasped and with an aggressive tug, Elias lifted his lips from the ass and dragged him into it, letting his flesh drag copiously along the inners of his thigh. With an almost wicked grin, Elias pressed the tip of his flesh against the newly wet ass and began to press against it. Hank had had enough of the teasing by this point and immediately wrapped his legs around Elias' hips and with a forceful grunt he pulled Elias toward him, causing his cock to pop deep into him. Both cried out passionately as Elias fell over him, landing forcibly chest-to chest as the two of them shared a brief kiss, which Hank held onto for just a moment longer.

Elias leaned away a bit and wrapped his muscled arms around Hank's legs, pulling him in for a harder deeper thrust. The sound of Hank's moan reached his ears and invigorated him even more. Pulling himself back and thrusting in again with a heavy smack of his balls against the beast's backside. "Fuck..." He moaned a whisper. "You're so tight, Hank." He pulled back again, this time almost completely dropping his cock from the warm ass. He could feel a glob of precum follow his flesh out and drain down into the blue fur under it before plunging in again. "AHH!" Both of them let out a cry of pleasure as Elias continued to have his way with him. His grip tightened and Hank slid a couple inches across the floor, his legs raising higher than even Elias had expected. Wrapping his hand around the thick cock, Elias began to jerk Hank's shaft; slowly and deliberately as he watched the man squirm and moan under him. It was a glorious sight; all that muscle and fur, writhing, and moving under him the water from their showers that they had long-since forgotten about was still drizzling down on them as he plowed harder and faster into Hank's warm, inviting ass.

"Nnnhh... gods..." Elias bit his lip as his hips began to shudder, finally bending over Hank, he let out an almost feral grunt as he came. He fired hard and deep, and almost immediately felt a push back as his cum quickly flooded the man's canal and began to burst, frothing from in between them. "Ahhhh fuck!" He cried out as Hank gave a moan of delight, grabbing Elias by the back of his neck and pulling him in for a deep, wet kiss.

As the orgasm subsided, Hank broke the lock and grinned. "Now, I believe it's my turn." He said.

Before Elias could even react, Hank used a most unusual method of moving him away; by bringing his agile legs back, he managed to press his feet into the man's face to separate them. As he sat up, Hank held his feet up and pushed Elias to the floor with them. It wasn't something he had expected, but Elias was in no position to argue as he was pressed into the cold tile by the other man's force. The smell he encountered wasn't so much the odor of dirty feet, but more the hint of feet that had been rather well mastered and worn. He inhaled sharply, he gasped at the way they seemed to encompass his face like hands gripping things. Lewdly, he decided to drag his tongue along the curvature of the arch that Hank's feet had formed into it. From heel to toe, he could taste the rubbery feeling of skin. An interesting texture that he had only just now come to realize how complex it was. He grasped the foot he was focusing on; indulging in its smell, its taste and then he grabbed the other one and did the same. Like hands covering his eyes, he growled and moaned as he felt the toes flex and try to escape. Hank all but giggled at this reaction; "S-stop that, you're tickling me!" He chuckled and noticed that Elias' own "monster" had been given a second resurgence of pleasure. "Oh my..." He admitted as he began to play with it whilst moving his feet along the other man's face.

Elias moaned, feeling Hank's fingers, then his hands stroke along his cock, he could already feel it bouncing around, he'd never been able to recharge so fast and he just wanted to continue worshipping Hank's feet. He wrapped his mouth around the large toes of each foot and suckled them, there was certainly no shortage of flesh for him to enjoy until Hank finally pulled them away and yanked him toward his own body. Hank then sat crosslegged; resting his cock against Elias' ass as Elias had done for him earlier. Lifting the man's hips up he wasted no time in plunging his tongue down into Elias' exposed ass. Elias moaned loudly and placed his hands onto the ground over his head like he was getting ready to do a backwards somersault. Hank tightened his grip on the other man's rigid erection and made Elias twitch from the sensation. He wasn't sure if it was on the brink of pleasure or pain, but he remained motionless as Hank thrust his tongue deep and harder into the ring, the width of his tongue pressing out and making lewd slurping noises as he made a concerted effort to make Elias squirm.

After a good few minutes of the continual motion, Hank's tongue going deeper than Elias expected as his thick hands moved to his ass to help spread the cheeks apart, Hank lifted his lips and dragged a forearm across his wetted mouth. "Now, I believe we can do this properly." He teased as he placed his feet onto the floor and effortlessly stood up, driving Elias' hips even higher until he was laying almost vertically on his shoulders. Hank spit into his palm and stroked his meaty flesh before placing it against Elias' fleshy ring, and without so much as a word of warning; only a grunt to alert him, Hank plunged down hard into Elias' body.

Elias let out a loud cry; he wasn't expecting it to be so sudden, Hank paused a moment, looking concerned that he had just injured the man beast. Wordlessly, Elias reached up and grabbed what he could of Hank's ass, pulling him deeper.

Hank came down like a jackhammer, his weight paired with the practiced musculature of his legs almost knocked the wind out of Elias, whose arms rolled out along the floor spread eagle as his ass and legs skyrocketed almost vertically over his head now. Hank growled and his body shook. The shower's waters draining down Elias' body and the spray washing over his face as he wasn't even aware of how loud he was howling. He wanted Hank to fuck him, he's needed it for so long and could never really tell him. His fingernails scratched loudly at the tile floor under him and Hank's thrusts began to pick up, hitting Elias directly in the G-spot with every hard lunge forward. Further, his back felt like it could bend any direction by now. Hank spread his legs out and then grabbed him by the hips as his balls and cock drove straight downward into him, making several loud, wet plopping noises that began to overpower the sounds coming from the shower. He was nearing his orgasm, Hank closed his eyes, his claws digging into Elias' flesh as hard as they could; almost to the point where they would have pierced the flesh. Hank craned his neck out, he snarled, he looked so incredibly feral right now that it was turning Elias on even harder. He couldn't help it;

"Ha-Hank... fu-ck... I'm gonna--NNNNHHH!" He suddenly began to explode, seed shot out of his cock and coated his face and abdomen in his spunk. Thick, heavy ropes that only managed to avoid Hank because of their distance from one another's faces. "Ahhhh!" It just kept going, it felt like his climax was going to last forever.

Hank lifted his head and rolled his neck, giving it to his last before finally giving in with a beastial roar that shook the locker rooms, even the sound of rattling lockers could be heard as Hank buried his cock in deep and began to unload shot after shot of his own cum deep into the other man. Elias could feel it fill him and warm his body from the inside out, the showers had run out of hot water and the stark contrast of heat was intense. He couldn't reach Hank's face but instead grabbed his ass as best as he could and held him so far in that for a moment they could have been the same green and blue creature writhing on the shower room floor.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Hank's shivering settled down and he all but collapsed onto Elias and the two instead laid on the floor for several minutes, the blue beast spooning the green beast. Their arms intertwined.

"We--have to do this... more often." Elias finally managed to say, breathing rapidly so as to catch his breath.

"Mmm indeed." Hank agreed before looking at the still-flowing spouts above them. "But perhaps next time we can do it in the warmth of a bed. Though I don't think mine would be able to handle this sort of punishment."

Elias grinned at Hank. "Then, how about mine?"

The two pulled in for another long kiss. After this shift, they were both going to need a lot of rest.

THE END