Date: Mon, 14 May 2007 16:08:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: Playboy Boy <shouldiworry_playboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Should I Worry - Chapter 3

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Extra Info: `...' represents thoughts
		"..." represents normal talking
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"It's ok, I should have seen you too. It is partly I to blame as well. By
the way, my name is Piotr." The guy said to me in a calm and collected
tone.

"Well, sorry anyway. My name is Kyle." I told him. I noticed we were
practically still staring at each other, me still laying on top of him, in
the middle of a deserted passageway. I also noticed our groins were being
rubbed together.

That's when I felt my cock start to get hard. My eyes bulged with
embarrassment and I quickly got up off him.


Should I Worry -- Chapter 3


So many thoughts were running through my mind and the number one thought
that sat in the back of my head was `What's going on and why am I springing
one on for this guy?'

"I am like so, so sorry... this has never, ever happened to me before..." I
was rambling on and then all of a sudden Piotr walks up to me, puts his
left hand on my right should and gives it a squeeze.

"No worries, it happens to the best of us. I see you are new here, am I
correct?" Piotr asked.

Piotr was still looking me right in the eye and I was frozen, I was just
standing there lost in his masculine beauty. I realized I was staring at
him a bit too much and almost drooling. But most of all, I hadn't replied
to his question.

`God, he must think I'm so retarded because I'm just standing here gawking
at him. But damn! Is he eye candy or what?!' I thought.

"Well yeah, I just got here last night, how long have you been here?" I
managed to finally get out. I was really making myself look like a complete
tool in front of this guy.

"Ah, I have had my fare share of years here at the mansion. I have been
here since about the age of seventeen I think, but I am not certain." He
replied in a friendly

`OMG! I've been so distracted by his hot body that I didn't even notice his
soft Russian accent! But how could he have an accent if he's lived here for
ages? Dumb thought, that's why it's soft, duh! Which makes me wonder, how
old is this guy anyway?' I thought to myself. At least now I could feel
safe thinking such things since Jean was shielding my thoughts from being
sent out accidentally and of course there was the fact that Jean already
picked up on my "funny" thoughts.

"So how old are you anyway, if you don't mind me asking?" I was kind of
worried that I might offend him with that question but he didn't seem
phased by it at all.

"I am twenty-four years old this year" he replied, proud of his age but I
could see he was curios of my own age.

"I'm eighteen, by the way."

"Well Kyle, I must be going. But it was a pleasure meeting you, maybe we
will see each other around some time?"

`Wow, he would actually like to hang around with me, even after my rude
behavior of me gawking at him. At least he seems friendly.'

"I guess I'll see you around then, bye Piotr."

"You can call me Peter, it's easier and every one else calls me that too."
Piotr said as he was walking away.

"Ok, well... I'll see you soon Peter!" I yelled to him since he was almost
out of earshot distance. As he walked away, I couldn't help but stare at
his strong back and then my gaze dropped to the "twins" which looked oh so
perfect and mouth watering.

`Ok, I wasn't sure before but I think I'm gonna have to face the fact that
I'm definitely attracted to guys.' I thought to myself.

After my incident with Peter, I made my way out into the mansion grounds to
have some time to think. I found a nice spot by a beautiful fountain just
outside one of the wings of the mansion. The whole time I was out there I
kept on thinking about my sexuality. I still liked girls and I guess that I
was definitely attracted to guys, especially after the way I looked at
Peter earlier. I came to the conclusion that I must be bisexual since I
felt attracted to both genders.

After about two hours of alone time Jean came out of one of the mansions
doors then walked up to me.

"So are you ready to start training?" Jean asked me somewhat
enthusiastically. I looked at her as if she had just told me to go fuck
myself.

"It's weekend, and nobody else is training?" I stated in reply.

"True, but not everyone at the school has control issues like
yours. Besides, I wanna work on your telepathy so that you can feel safer
with the knowledge that you have your own privacy."

"Jean, I don't understand. Why is it that all my thoughts are broadcasted
yet nobody else has the same problem?" I asked, I was really wondering if
there was something wrong with me.

"It seems that, since you have no grasp on your telepathy added that you
have some real power behind it, all your thoughts are being broadcasted
without you knowing about it." Jean answered back. I guess it all fits
together, especially since this is my second day in the weird world.

Jean decided that since we were only working on my telepathy that we could
stay by the fountain, it also helped that it was just the two of us in the
area.

"Ok Kyle, I need you to close your eyes and try to clear your mind..." Jean
stated as we sat down, facing each other, on the grass with our legs
folded. "... now try to concentrate on everything around you. You'll be
able to feel around with your mind, you should also be able to sense
everybody in the near by area."

I did as she told me to. I closed my eyes and tried my best to clear my
mind. I started to concentrate on everything around me. I could feel the
presence of some near by students, then I expanded my mind a bit more and I
could feel a small tingling feeling in the back of my mind. I was really
enjoying this but it also felt like I was walking along with them and by
instinct I felt like they would know I was there so I quickly thought of
being quiet and very subtle so that if there were any telepaths in the
group I wouldn't be found out.

I could feel everything around me, it all felt like I had it in my grasp. I
could feel all the water emanating from the fountain a couple of feet away,
I could even feel Jean was nearby. It made me happy to know that I could do
all of this, and nothing has gone wrong yet? I must at least be getting
somewhere with my powers? I then decided that I wanted to push myself a bit
further. I expanded my telepathy range so that I could feel everything on
the mansion grounds. I was totally wowed out by how it all felt, I felt
like everything I could feel was a part of me and that I could easily make
it do what ever I wanted, even the people. I could even read their minds if
I wanted to but I remembered the big rule against mind probing so I stopped
myself from carrying that out.

I started to probe more, looking for anything interesting that would catch
my attention. I then probed the mansion stealthily so that no one would
know that I was probing around and to make sure I didn't attract attention
I even blocked Jean from sensing that I was probing around other places
besides the outsides of the mansion. I don't know how I did it but I just
thought of being sneaky and looking around stealthily. While I was probing
the mansion I came across certain an individual that caught my attention
during my probe. The individual was emanating a lot of power but it looked
like it was being compressed. Any other telepath would just think he was
very gifted but I could somehow feel more, something hidden.

I tried concentrating on the individual a bit more while still probing
around the mansion. I entered the mind of the individual to do a soft probe
so that the person wouldn't even know I was there. I knew I was breaking
school rules but no body would know what I had done. I could sense that the
person was a male and he was about the age of nineteen or twenty. He wasn't
telepathic or telekinetic like me, he was an elemental. But not just an
average elemental, he was an air elemental. But what really sparked my
interest was the fact that his power was very well hidden. But why would he
be hiding his true power? I made a mental note to look into that some time
in the future because I felt some one else's presence but I could tell it
was weaker than mine. I would rather be safe than sorry so I pulled out of
the mind of the air elemental slowly then diverted my attention back to the
outside mansion grounds. I decided to test myself and see if I could
control objects around me.

I concentrated on a several rocks around Jean and me. All the rocks felt
like clay in my invisible grasp, so I decided to play with them. I pulled
them apart to a molecular level and then restructured them into another
form as to what they were. I smirked at what I had done.

"So, do you feel anything around you, could you sense the people around..."
Jean asked while opening her eyes but she then went quiet as soon as her
eyes fully opened and caught site of the solid form of an exact duplicate
of Kyle right next to him.

"Wow, did you do that?" She asked referring to my little creation next to
me.

"Yeah, do you like it? When I was busy `feeling' around I felt the rocks
and for some reason I just wanted to see what I could do with them." I
asked and replied shyly for fear of being reprimanded.

"It's great Kyle, but how did you do that? I thought you didn't know how to
use your telekinesis?"

`Wow, I used my telekinesis without even knowing it? I thought that I was
using telepathy?' I thought to myself and shrugged my shoulders and looked
to Jean for a response, but she was just looking at me as if she was
waiting for me to respond.

"Kyle?"

"Yeah?" I responded.

"Were you just thinking to yourself?" Jean asked curiously with a happy
look. What was she smiling about?

"Yeah, of course I was, I'm always thinking. Shouldn't you know that since
you can hear everything I think? And why are you smiling at me?" I replied
with a question in turn but you could easily hear the irritation I was
letting through.

"Well Kyle, since you asked soooo politely... no, I can't hear anything
you're thinking and I haven't heard any of your thoughts since we started
our little exercise. Therefore I'm happy because that means no more
embarrassing moments for you and of course you get your privacy back..."
Jean was still beaming with pride since she was the one who helped me
out. "... but that kinda sucks don't you think?" Jean ended.

I looked at her quizzically. `Now why would that suck? I've got my privacy
back.' I thought I should ask her this.

"Why would that suck, I have my privacy back?" I asked her.

"It sucks because now I don't know what you're thinking and I can't hear
all your juicy thoughts about the guys you bump into." As Jean finished her
reasoning my eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

`Oh god! She's been hearing everything I've been thinking up until
earlier. That would mean that she heard everything I was thinking about
Peter this morning! How do I get myself into these messes?'

I looked at Jean skeptically and asked "How much did you hear this
morning?"

"Ah... well, I know about why you left the table this morning so abruptly
and... about your Peter incident afterwards"

My face must have gone through at least a thousand different shades of
red. I felt like I was going to die! Why couldn't I have self control
before, I could have avoided this, I better play this well.

"I'm also glad you came to terms with your sexuality earlier, I didn't like
hearing you struggle but I knew that you would be better off without
someone meddling in your business." Jean added.

"Thanks Jean for everything, and most of all thanks for the support... I
would feel really bad if it weren't for you." I lied to her.

"But I never gave you any support?" Jean asked back.

`Not directly, no. but you never told anyone about my thoughts and you
don't hate me for what I was thinking and most of all, you're still being
my friend." I said poignantly

"Awww... I feel all warm and fuzzy inside." Jean laughed out.

"So much for bearing my soul." I stated to myself, rather to Jean, with
mock sadness.

"You are just too cute when you sulk!" Jean said then grabbed me into a big
hug and pulled me up. "Let's go get some lunch. I'm starved."

"At least you finished your breakfast this morning." I stated as we started
walking for the mansion entrance.

<It's not my fault that you wanted to up and leave your breakfast just
because someone was flirting with you.> Jean provided with her telepathy
and gained a blank look in return.

"John?" I asked out loud. That did kind of get my attention because she was
right. I felt uncomfortable because of the way John was looking and smiling
at me. I didn't know what to feel so I took the easy way out and got out.

<Yip, he likes you alright> Jean was getting a little too much fun out of
this and all of it was at my expense. She was communicating with me
telepathically so I decided I might as well get the hang of it. What could
it hurt?

<You're kidding, right?> I responded

<Nope, he was checking you out ever since you exclaimed that you loved his
power...> Jean paused as we got to the mansion door and turned to face back
to where we came from. <...oh, I better get rid of that creation of yours.>

I feigned hurt and replied <You think my creation is that bad?>

Jean turned back to me. <No, it's actually great, even better than what I
can do. But some students will have a fit if they see we left it there.>

`Oh well, I guess I can leave my mark somewhere else, ha!' I thought to
myself. I was also feeling much more confident knowing that I had my
privacy back. Before Jean could remove my little sculpture I quickly broke
it down to a molecular level and then built it back to the way it was that
I could remember before I had interfered with its existence. Jean stood
there open mouthed and turned back to me.

<What?> I asked mentally.

<I can't even do that, I was only going to break it into rubble. Don't you
feel tired a bit?> Jean seemed to be looking at me weirdly now.

<Nope I feel great, and very awake I might add.> I sent back. `Oh no, I
must have given her a clue? I better be careful.' I thought.

<I think we should report your progress to the professor soon.> Jean sent
to me as we entered the mansion.

<Professor, Kyle has made astounding progress. He has used his telepathy
excessively for our training and he's even surpassed my telekinesis on his
first try. But what makes things more interesting, he's not even feeling
fatigued from using great power?> Jean sent out to the professor as me and
were headed to the cafeteria to get some lunch.

When I heard Jean's message to the professor, I noticed that there was a
very strong force protecting the message which was supposed to be
preventing me or someone else from listening in on hers and the professor's
telepathic conversation as well as hiding it from even an advanced
telepath. But apparently that huge force was not strong enough to hold me
out and Jean didn't even realize that I stealthily broke through it and
eavesdropped. Something made me suspicious about Jean and the huge force
that she had used to accompany the message and I knew I wasn't supposed to
hear it so I decided to act as if I didn't know about her `unknown'
conversation and pretended to be observing our surroundings as we were
walking through the passages.

<Ok, we will discuss this later Jean. Just keep an eye on him and watch him
carefully, I felt a very dull presence of something in the mansion earlier
which I couldn't put my finger on and he might have been the source.> I
heard the professor replied to Jean.

<Yes professor I'll watch him, I also felt the presence in the manor but I
thought it was you? I was busy monitoring Kyle's telepathy earlier in our
training session and he was taking it slow and I didn't sense him even
attempting to probe around the mansion so he couldn't be the source. But I
could feel something else besides him, that's why I barricaded this
conversation so strongly> Jean replied.

<No it wasn't me. Just keep your guard up Jean, we will get to the bottom
of this.> The professor sent back and then the conversation was finished.

After I heard the conversation I was shocked, it was like they thought I
was going to blow the mansion up or something, but at least I know whose
presence I felt when I was probing.

`Well there's an idea, I thought to myself.' I jokingly thought to myself
thinking of myself blowing up the school, I would have loved to do that at
my old school. I should at least pretend that I knew nothing about Jeans
conversation with the professor so I decided to speak up.

<Jean, shouldn't you contact the professor and let him know how our train
session went?> I asked Jean, pretending to be in the dark about her
previous `stealthy' message.

<Don't worry, I just informed him.> Jean sent to me.

<But then why didn't I hear you telling him?> I asked back already knowing
the truth.

<You see Kyle, when a telepath wants to have a private conversation with
someone they usually block it out of the telepathic range of others to
avoid eavesdropping. In some cases when you are amongst very strong
telepaths that are actually trying to break through your simple blocking,
you need to enforce your barriers and set up a strong force wall or barrier
to safeguard your conversation. Understand?> Jean informed me.

<Oh cool, can you show me a force or barrier you use to block out powerful
telepaths? I wanna see if I can break it.> I asked Jean enthusiastically. I
was genuinely interested because I wanted to know what was considered a
weak and strong barrier.

<Sure, I might as well show off a bit since you had your turn showing off
with your telekinesis earlier.> Jean stated with a weird grin attached to
her face.

I felt Jean build up a force which was quite powerful but it wasn't even an
eighth of the force I felt that she used earlier. I thought this might be
another chance to play dumb and lead them away from suspecting me so I gave
a very weak attempt at breaking the wall but making sure that it looked as
if I were trying my best. I made sure not to even dent the barrier.

Jean gave a sigh of relief then she burst out laughing and then sent <I
thought so. You wouldn't be able to break that barrier. Not even the most
advanced telepath would be able to break that without struggling for
while.>

I was so into pretending I was weak that I gave her an award winning
shocked expression. Then I had to let it look like I was letting it sink
in, then I spoke up.

"Wow, I hope to get as powerful as you one day Jean!" I exclaimed with
words rather than mentally.

"Don't worry, you'll get there soon enough, especially the way you're
advancing." Jean told me.

I smirked at the thought that I should be an A class actor since I fooled
such an advanced telepath into thinking I was awe struck at her power
display.

`Ok so now I know why she had such a strong force accompany that message,
but wait... that sigh of relief she gave when she saw my attempt at
breaking her barrier? She was worried that I might be that other presence?
Jean must be worried about my power growth, that's why she barricaded her
conversation so powerfully. She's feeling threatened and she has a
suspicion that I might be behind that strange presence despite what ever
she told the professor. I better not leave tracks behind me next time I do
that again.'

I turned to Jean and gave her a warm smile as we were about to walk into
the cafeteria, but for a different reason than what she must have
thought. I couldn't help thinking to myself `I know something you don't
know, na na na na na!'


To Be Continued

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