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Phillip was walking in a daze. All of the chain of circumstances that happened last night had finally taken a toll on him and he was ready to crash. The fact that he was suffering from a migraine helped wear him down as well.
He could hear students in the kitchen area, probably getting an early breakfast. Two fellow students passed him in the hallway.
"So, do you think he will survive?"
"DUDE, he is Logan. He is WOLVERINE. Of course he is going to survive."
Logan seemed to be the only topic of conversation this morning. With good reason, Phillip surmised. Logan was in the med bay fighting for his life. Phillip tried to wrap his mind around Logan and how he treated him the day before and now he was gravely injured and everyone was calling him a hero. Could a total asshole like Logan be a hero? Phillip couldn't come up with an answer because his mind was reeling with the other events that happened last night. There was Sally, of course. His female roommate was a totally sticky situation. Then there was Dani and Rahne. Funny name Rahne. Scottish. Spelled like it should be pronounced Rah-nee and instead it was pronounced "rain". Then there were the sights and sounds of the West Common Room, and especially that game of 'Longshot' that they loved to play but which scared the crap out of Phillip.
Phillip was going to walk upstairs to his room, but then he had an urge, an urge he couldn't resist. He walked past the front foyer and the library and into the East Wing. Past the Assistant Head Mistress's official office (she wasn't in), past the computer lab, down the hall way and then Phillip stopped. He was in front of the Head Masters private quarters. Raising his hand to knock, Phillip stopped himself. Did he want to talk to the Professor about his night? Did he really have any cause to be bothering his Head Master?
No. Phillip lowered his hand and turned to walk away when the door he was standing in front of opened.
"Please, come in Phillip. The Professor is waiting for you."
Phillip quit turning and looked into Nurse Prachett's deep cleavage and then up to her lovely blue eyes, capped by her blonde hair.
'Hello Nurse. No, don't say that.' "But ... uh, I was just going ... I didn't knock..." Phillip couldn't help but stammer to the vivacious nurse.
"I know dear, but the Professor said you needed to talk and here you are and he is in here waiting for you, so why don't you go talk?"
With an "Uhmm, ok", Phillip followed Nurse Prachett into the Head Master's private suites. Charles Xavier was sitting in his bed with a light plaid blanket in gray and blue covering his legs. He was wearing a green silk pajama top while leaning back into two overstuffed pillows.
"Welcome Phillip. Please, have a seat. Can Nurse Prachett get you a drink? Orange Juice maybe this morning?" Charles said with a genuine smile to the intruder of his inner sanctum.
"No, no thank you sir. I am fine." as he looked at both of his hosts.
"So, quite an active night you had, yes?" Charles prodded.
"Yeah, crazy night." Phillip agreed.
"Well, why don't you tell me about it, I think it will be good for you to get it off your chest and maybe it will help you work through it if you speak it out loud."
"Yes sir. Well, you know that my power manifested itself yesterday and that I spent half the night sleeping in medical."
Nodding, "Yes, of course, you surprised me with your tenacity in breaking down the mind blockers I erected in your mind, but I am more interested what happened to you after you had your late dinner. You went to your room..."
"Yeah, well, I went to my room after eating and of course Sally was there. Crying. I have tried talking to her multiple times and she just ignores me. I offered to move out and everything but she just lay their crying, facing away from me. I hope that she will shake it off, but with what she has shared about her past, I am not so sure. I mean, I want to help her, I just don't know how."
With an empathetic tone, "And do you think she will hurt herself Phillip?"
Shrugging, "I don't have a clue, but I can see her running away. She has that in her past; only I don't think she will find a place better than here, except for maybe a nunnery."
"It is good to see you caring about your fellow students, especially since you have only been here a short time. So has this changed your view on the school?"
Phillip smirked, remembering the conversation he had two days ago with the school's two head masters. "Sort of. I mean, there are some things about this school that I am uncomfortable with and some things that flat out scare me."
"And that is all perfectly normal, you are of course, going through a phase of adjustment to your new surroundings. But if I may, I think you should be commended for facing your adaptation head on."
"But have I Professor? I mean, sure dealing with a moody roommate or a new school is one thing, but the other stuff I saw last night really freaked me out!"
Phillip leaned forward exclaiming while slightly raising his voice to make his point.
Charles smiled, "And that it is okay that you worked yourself up. Still, after you left Sally in your room..."
Leaning back into his chair with a disbelieving look, Phillip continued, "Yeah, well, I wasn't sleepy and my attempts to talk with Sally frustrated me, so I decided to go for a walk. Of course as soon as I exited my dorm room, I could hear the cheering and racket from the Common Room, so I went there."
After Phillip's pause became a pregnant pause, "And who and what did you see?"
Phillip again felt his ire rising, "Do you know what goes on in that room? Do you condone it?"
"Relax Phillip. Of course I know what goes on in that room and yes, to a point and for various reasons I do condone it. But I want you to explain to me what you saw and more importantly, why it upset you."
Phillip sat back again, this time crossing his arms on his chest. "Yeah, well, I just didn't like it. I wasn't ... comfortable. There was Illyana and James on the giant bean bag in the corner. On the left couch were Sam, Roberto and Doug. Stacy was on her knees in the middle of the room laughing. On the couch on the right side of the room were Shan, Tabitha, Amara and Rusty. On the wide screen TV covering the far wall were music videos or rather some music concert recorded live. You know, I don't understand Rusty, he seems like an ok guy, but I found out he broke up with Sally the night I arrived here and there he was locking face with Amara on the couch. I mean, why do that in such a public place? Didn't he think that his actions would be painful to Sally?"
"Okay, good Phillip you set the stage. As to Rusty and his amorous affection with Amara, why should he have to hide his feelings? Hmmm, that is a good question for class tomorrow, yes? Still, I know that he tried very hard for his relationship to work with Sally and that it was Sally who broke it off. Learning how to make relationships work is an ongoing experience Phillip. Nothing is easy and if you want it to work you have to keep trying. Still I have talked with Rusty and made him aware of possible poor decisions he has made, but at the same time, this school does not disapprove of public displays of affection, indeed there have been studies that have shown that a person who is comfortable displaying affection is better equipped emotionally in life."
Phillip inadvertently gave the Professor a look that said he didn't believe the Professor's argument, hook line and sinker. The Professor did not let his look get past him but moved on.
"Still Phillip, Rusty and Amara necking on the couch was not what bothered you, was it?"
"No, not really, especially with what Illyana was doing to James."
Lifting himself forward on his elbows, as if he was eager to hear what his student had to say, "And just what was Illyana doing to James?"
"What weren't they doing? Did I forget to mention that they were naked in the bean bag chair?"
"You did."
"Well they were; she was bouncing up and down on his ... thing, like it was a pogo stick. James was just laying there in the bean bag with his arms crossed behind his head and a smug look on his face, naked, while she rode him. And then he started talking to me, having a conversation, making me look at him while Illyana was moaning and grooving."
"Really, a conversation? What did you talk about?" the Professor asked while arching his right eye brow.
"Yes, a flippin' conversation. He called me 'kemosabe' and after I got over that he was nonchalantly talking to me, I asked if that meant I was the Lone Ranger. He said sure, that I could be the Lone Ranger if I want, but since he was Apache by birth, I might not like being his Lone Ranger and I countered that the Apache's don't really live up to their name. He laughed and said he liked me. By this time Illyana is screaming on him. Screaming in a good way and yet like she was working to get a rise out of James."
"Well, it is good to see that you knew that the word 'Apache' meant 'enemy', I am sure James will enjoy your company even more. As to Illyana's activity, you need to understand that with James mutant ability as the "Thunderbird" the amount of weight that he can lift is in the tons and Illyana while being in impeccable shape, cannot compare to his musculature and so has to work even harder to overcome James's stronger muscles. But are you saying that your conversation with James made you ... uncomfortable?"
Phillip felt his face flush in embarrassment. "Yeah, I was, I mean, I couldn't help but see his ... thing and he was like 3 or 4 TIMES my size!"
"Yes, his penis is just over ten inches in length, but look at the size of the young man. He stands over six and a half feet tall and weighs almost four hundred and forty pounds. Seriously Phillip, standing next to you he is a giant in more ways than one, to think otherwise would be deluding yourself."
"I know that, but next to him, how can someone not laugh at me?"
Laughing, "Because Phillip, next to the James and Peters of the world everyman looks small. Even me, and yet, I simply accept it. Look at me. I am a cripple. My mind is the strongest on the planet and yet my body is one of the weakest. Yes, my penis is twice the size of yours Phillip. TWICE the size and it doesn't work. Nothing below my hips work. I would gladly give up half of my penis for it to be able to work. Think about that."
Phillip couldn't help but look down at his lap in embarrassment and disgust with himself. After pausing, the Professor continued. "Yes, your penis is just shy of being only three inches in length, but even at that length, with skill and practice, you can pleasure a lover in ways I could only wish to. Yes, Phillip, those who are immature WILL laugh at you. But only you can empower them to hurt you. Only you can allow yourself to feel less than adequate."
Phillip looked his Professor square in the eyes and the Professor could easily see first shame and then understanding cross Phillip's face.
"Sir, I am sorry for this ... I am."
"Stop right there Phillip. There is nothing for you to be sorry about, if you were somewhere else than here, I would agree that you would have to protect yourself from petty taunts and threats, but not here. You need to trust me on that. Now, was that the only thing that you were uncomfortable with in the West Common Room last night?"
"No sir, they were playing a game called 'Longshot', you do know what 'Longshot' is, correct?"
Charles couldn't help but smile. "Oh yes, I do know about that game Stacy Guthrie loves to play. And I know she is never lacking playmates."
"Yeah, you know, when I entered the room, I said Stacy was laughing, I don't know why, insecurities maybe, but I thought she was laughing at me but when I entered and she noticed me, she was the first one to say hello to me."
"Yes, I hope you realize just how special Stacy is."
"In more ways than one, after I finished my conversation with James, Stacy rushed at me, I, well I sort of freaked."
"You were afraid she was going to use her power on you again?"
"Well, yeah, sorta. I mean, the first time she did that I practically passed out."
"Was it a bad experience?"
"Oh GOD NO, except for maybe having to clean myself up afterwards. No, she really rocked my world."
"And you didn't want her to do it to you again?"
"Yes, well, no, I don't know. It is phenomenal but it isn't really natural, is it?"
"Good question? Do you want my definitive answer or do you want me to give you some perceptions to mull over, to help you make your own decision?"
"I think I have an answer, I mean, I have been up for whole night and that is one of the things I have been thinking about."
"Ok, here is my answer Phillip, in a world without mutants, without genetic abnormalities that don't kill, then yes, it would not be natural. But in our world, there are mutants; there are paranormal abilities; that orgasm that knocked your socks off was because a female touched you in a special way. So yes, I would definitely say it was completely natural, just not very common."
"Yeah, that is sort of what I was thinking, but I am still having trouble wrapping my head around the thought that 'I' am no longer 'normal'."
"Indeed, you are not. However, if I may go on a tangent, I have noticed Phillip that you start a lot of your replies with the phrase, 'yeah'. That term is not even proper English and I would really like for you to work on eliminating that phrase from being your first response. If you can't then I will have to start issuing you demerits until you do, have I made myself clear on this subject matter?"
"Uh, yea ... I mean, yes sir. I understand."
"Good. Now, back to your adventures from last night. I believe you were getting ready to talk about the game of 'Longshot'."
"Y ... yes sir. Stacy freaked me out because when she rushed me she put her hands on me, but instead of touching my privates, she only put her hands on my shoulders, but she was so excited, she wanted me to join in a game of 'Longshot'. She said that Sam, Roberto and Doug were playing and that they had already played a round, so I would have a big advantage over them if I played. I looked at her; she was so pretty and eager for me to play with her. But I couldn't, I didn't know what 'Longshot' was, but I had an idea, simply because it involved Stacy. So I couldn't and I told her so and she begged and begged me to play. Roberto challenged me, said if I was a man, I would play. I ... I really didn't like being in that situation. I didn't know how to respond to Roberto and his challenge. You know he made a crack at me when Illyana borrowed my razor to shave her, uh, privates?"
"Did Roberto make a comment to you or to Illyana, Phillip?"
"Well, he made it to Illyana, but it made me uncomfortable."
"Yes, I am sure you let yourself be uncomfortable."
"Right, I empowered him. Well, anyway, last night, I was stumped. Sam finally convinced Stacy that I wasn't going to play and that they were ready for the next round. Stacy then went back to the middle of the floor, she was a good six feet from the boys and while she was getting comfortable they all, well Roberto, Sam and Doug, dropped their pants and let their things hang out. Stacy told them to sit back down and she started to concentrate. I couldn't help but watch her, not like I was interested in watching the guys, I mean, I did noticed that they were all bigger than me, but they looked more average and not like the freak thing James has. Anyway, after awhile of watching Stacy straining and concentrating, I started to hear the guys start to groan, so I looked at them. Their things were pulsing but no one was touching them. Stacy then screamed, 'here it comes boys' and the next thing I know all three of them were jerking as they screamed and their things shot, well, you know."
"Sperm. They ejaculated."
"Yes sir, but I didn't realize they could shoot so far, Roberto in the middle actually shot Stacy in the face. Twice."
"And that Phillip is why they call the game 'Longshot'. So, who shot the farthest? Roberto?"
"Uhm, no sir, Sam did, he hit Tabitha on the foot, she was like twelve feet or so away."
"Yes, it is always Sam."
"Is that because she is his sister?"
"That is a good guess Phillip. Sam knows his sister loves him very much and would do anything for him. And what happened next?"
"Well Roberto wanted a rematch because he was sure that he could beat Sam, but that was their 2nd round within an hour and so they needed to rest for a bit. After Stacy gushed over Sam for a bit and Roberto dared someone to lick up Sam's, er, uh."
"Semen, Phillip."
"Yeah, uh, I mean, yes sir, I know that, semen. Roberto dared Shan or Stacy to lick Tabitha's foot, to you know, clean off Sam's semen."
"Did they?"
"No sir, they didn't but Doug did, made some grand spectacle of it. I thought Sam was going to get upset, but all he said was that was a close to the source as Doug was going to get. Then Roberto teased Sam saying that if he wanted a real blow job, uh, sorry sir, that he should have a guy do it vice a girl because a guy had a penis and knew what to do with it. Sam just laughed and said that his little sister and 'Longshot' is all he needed."
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