Jaime Madrox, aka Multiple Man, sighed and patiently held the picture in place as Polaris magnetically affixed it to the wall. Several of his duplicates stood around with various other furniture items waiting for instruction.
All I said was I'm bored, and I get roped into a 3-hour redecorate-a-thon Jaime thought.
But there was no stopping Lorna when she was in this kind of mood.
"Okay, now that bookcase."
"Lorna it's fine where it is!"
"I agree, but I think we should rearrange the books in size order, it looks so messy now."
Three of the Jaimes groaned. "We" for Lorna meant "you". One of the disadvantages of being able to duplicate yourself was that females tended to look upon you as a source of cheap labor.
As mutant powers go, duplication is not bad. You always had someone to play volleyball with, scratch your nose when your hands are full, go to those twin and triplet conventions....They give out prizes for the most identical pair of twins, and every few years, Jaime would go just for the hell of it. Clean up, too.
As a few dupes got busy with the bookshelf, Jaime let his eyes wander to Polaris. He had been on a campaign lately to get her to wear more revealing clothing. "Not as uptight" was how he normally put it. It seemed to be paying off. She had on a little pair of shorts and a tank top that hugged her tightly. He felt himself stiffen and shifted uncomfortably, grabbing a vase for coverage. Several dupes took similar measures.
"Okay, let's see, what now...." Lorna looked thoughtfully around the room.
Several Jaimes immediately dropped to their knees before her. "Mercy! Mercy, master - no more!" Meanwhile, the rest broke out into a chorus of "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot." As planned, Lorna laughed and Jaime took the opportunity to get the heck out of Dodge. He quickly started hustling all the Jaimes out of the room - each giving Lorna a kiss on the cheek and a "Thank you massa!" to keep her off balance.
"Man! Any minute and she would'a had us in the kitchen, scrubbing up the stuff that collects under the fridge"
"That woman is evil!"
"Yeah, but fun to look at"
"Yeah......."
They trudged up to his room, and as they went, Jaime reabsorbed all but two dupes. He liked having a few around at all times for company. Growing up, all he had was himself. You don't get to play much with other kids when any impact would create a clone (and a hard to explain situation) Also, why play with other kids when you could play with your own ready made group. A group that always agrees with you and always wants to do exactly what you want.
"Man, I'm beat"
"And sweaty"
"I hear ya"
Once in his room, he plopped himself down on the couch as one of the Jaimes went to get some beer from the mini fridge.
"Heads up!" the dupe called as he tossed the beers out. The warning was unnecessary. Jaime was always vaguely aware of what his dupes were doing, and could get more in touch if he concentrated. They were him, after all.
Jaime took a long pull off his beer. His muscles ached. Lorna could easily move the furniture around magnetically, but insisted that she couldn't concentrate on "aesthetics" and hold up a couch at the same time. Lorna....
"Man, you stink!"
"Nuh-uh! You stink!"
"We need a shower."
"Alrighty, then" Jaime lurched up and started stripping as another Jaime got the shower going. He turned to look at the remaining dupe, just throwing his underwear onto the lamp.
"Man, we're some hunk of meat, huh!"
"Yeah, watch this!" the dupe said, flexing a muscle.
"And don't forget the finely toned abs!" the other dupe joined in, walking back from the bathroom while pulling off his socks.
"We're gods!"
"True, true..."
They piled into the shower. Jaime had managed to install an extra showerhead without too much hassle, but it was still kind of small. He had thought of asking Valerie for a bigger shower, but he knew she'd ask why and explaining that he liked to shower with himself was a little embarrassing. He hated doing anything alone.
As they started soaping up, thoughts turned back to Lorna. All three slowly got stiffer.
"Back time!" In unison, they turned and started washing the back they were facing.
"Okay, so she dumps Havok and falls madly in love with the Multiple Man - the ultimate lover - never tires!" one dupe said and absently reached out to stroke Jaime.
"Yeah, but we'd wear her out, she'd be an empty shell of a woman in 3 months, tops." Jaime reached out to grab the other dupe.
"Sad, sad..... Okay, then she dumps Havok and we get him!"
"Yeah! He might last a little longer!" Jaime had no problem appreciating the male body. He had been "appreciating" his own since adolescence.
"But his ego would be crushed seeing this all the time!" Jaime gestured to the rods before him.
All three laughed and continued stroking. Jaime knew that no lover could compete with himself. His dupes knew exactly what he knew - where to touch, how hard, how fast...
They tumbled out of the shower and onto the bed. Jaime lay back as one dupe took him into his mouth and the second took position behind the first. I love being a mutant. Lips worked over him as he connected closer with the other two in order to add their pleasure to his own.P> All three froze for a moment as dupe #2 slowly entered the one sucking Jaime. "Ahhhh.." they groaned in unison, and they started moving again. Waves of sensations washed over Jaime. Lips on him, someone in him, in someone else, as they built up higher, never too fast or too slow. The perfectly correct rythym, perfect pressure...
The second dupe reached around to grab the first and it pushed him over the edge. Jaime grunted and bucked upward as he exploded, followed quickly by identical grunts from the other two.
"Oh yeah, we're good!" One gasped.
"We're damn good!" - and they collapsed in a heap.
Just then there was quick knock at the door followed by "Hey Jaime I - "
Jaime looked up to see a stunned Havok gaping at the three naked Jaimes on the bed.
"I - I - I'll come back later!" Havok turned slowly and then bolted.
"Wow, I thought only Quicksilver could move that fast!"
"Okay, who forgot to lock the door!?!"
"Not me!"
"Not me!"
"Man, remember when Mom walked in on us?"
"Oy! I still need therapy for that!"
They stared at each other for a moment.
"Pillow fight!!!" Pillows flew fast and furious for a few minutes before they all settled in for a well deserved nap.
The end. ;-)