Continuing Education: See Me After Class
Chapter 1
by
Mo
This story is consistent with the characters and relationships presented in my previous Scott/Logan series:
I Know What You Are
We're Not What You Think
Canadian Nights
Night and Day
Foreign Correspondence
Continuing Education makes reference to events that happened the first time Logan met James Macdonald "Mac" Hudson, founder of Alpha Flight. The story of that meeting is covered in detail in Canadian Nights.
Disclaimer: The movie belongs to Fox. The X-Men belong to Marvel. Commodore Perry belongs to history. Oliver, Yasuko, Yukio and a bunch of other characters in Westchester, Saskatchewan, Belarus and elsewhere are the products of my fevered imagination. Well, by this point, so are Scott and Logan, to some extent. I hope their basic characters are still evident but they have grown and changed somewhat with all I've put them through. I think Bryan Singer could still recognize them, but he might wonder what the hell they're doing.
Literature Guide: Since my Scott is an English teacher, my stories have a lot of literary references. It has been my practice to publish a literature guide to go with the stories, providing supplemental information about literature referenced in the stories and pointing interested readers to places to read the works quoted.
Adult Education and Continuing Education, in addition to literary references, have a few historical references, since they deal with Logan's early life. The guide posted at the end of this series offers supplemental information on both literature and history and covers both Adult Education and Continuing Education. As has been the case with previous literature guides, this one contains spoilers and should therefore be read after the stories themselves.
A Note on Character Naming: The character of Yukio was named in homage to the late Japanese novelist Yukio Mishima. It has been brought to my attention that there is a character named "Yukio" in the Marvel canon. Although Yukio is a man's name in Japan, the Yukio of the comic books is a woman, I'm told. No connection between my Yukio and Marvel's is intended. For more information on Mishima and how his life and work relate to the themes of this series, see the Literature Guide posted at the end of this series.
Acknowledgements: As always, a great debt of thanks is due to LS and SW, tireless researchers, beta readers, wise and funny friends and helpers of all kinds. Thanks also to Eiluned and Nancy for reading drafts of this series and answering my questions and offering suggestions.
Sometimes I think I'll never understand him. We're standing there in the classroom and he's looking right at me. "Knowledge is Power" is still up on the board from my last class, but I sure don't think he's feeling powerful from what he just found out. He said he wanted to know how the last guy who loved me died, and I told him that I'd killed him. And what does he do? Walk back out that door? Tell me he's shocked? Challenge me on it? Ask me why, even? No. None of the above. Says "I'm so sorry, Logan," and puts his arms around me again.
"I had to do it," I told him. "I didn't want to. It's the hardest thing I ever did, I think."
"I'm sure it was," he said, holding me close, fingers in my hair.
"I really did love him, Scott. I wanted to stay with him ñ thought we were gonna grow old together." He pulled back, looking surprised. "Yeah, it was before I knew I wouldn't be getting old. Anyway, I wouldn't've done it if I didn't have to."
"I know that."
"You don't know anything about it."
"I know you. "
Neither of us said anything for a while.
"Do you want to tell me about it?"
I shook my head. "Not now. It's too hard to explain without telling you a lot of other stuff and it's all jumbled in my head still. Give me a little time to make sense of it. I'll tell you the whole story."
"Does that mean you're sticking around for a while?" He was smiling now.
"Guess so."
"Okay. Take your time." Still smiling, real big now. "Can you tell me his name at least? Just so I know whose story I'm waiting to hear?"
"Yukio."
"He was Japanese, too?" I nodded. "And you were in Japan then?"
"Yeah."
"I'm from Indiana, you know."
I laughed. "Yeah, I remember. It's not a requirement or anything."
"Well, good to know. I like sushi and I played a lot of Nintendo when I was a kid. Other than that, I have no connection with Japan." Then, after a minute, "So, while you're sticking around and thinking about what went on with you and Yukio, what happens?"
"What do you mean?"
He turned his head away. "I mean with you and me. Are we going to have sex? Are we going to hang out together, even? Or are you going to go back to pretending you don't know who I am?"
I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything for a while. He just kind of stood there, not looking at me. "I'm not pretending I don't know you, Scott," I said, finally. "This is hard for me, too, you know. It's justÖ I don't know. The more we're together, the harder I think it is to stop."
"I don't want to stop." Now he was looking at me, that red glow behind his glasses brighter. I could almost imagine the pleading look in his eyes. Eyes I've never seen. "Don't say we're done, Logan, please. Give me a chance ñ give us a chance ñ to figure out what to do about this. I think we can come up with a plan together, a way to deal with it if Sabretooth shows up. Or maybe we can even do something proactive, find out where he is, figure out what to do about him. Work with me, please." He took a deep breath. "I'm feeling a little like I did the first time you left here. I thought then if you'd only talked to me we could have worked something out. You're making decisions that affect us both. Can't I have some input into this?" The glow was still strong, but the red looked angrier now, somehow.
I thought about what he had said. He just stood there ñ angry, hurt. Maybe a little hopeful, too. "Okay," I told him after a bit. "I don't know that anything can be done about him, but I'm willing to try. We're a good team. Maybe you're right ñ maybe we come up with a plan."
That big grin came back, lit up his face. "And in between planning, maybe we could fuck sometimes, too?" I laughed and nodded.
Then he turned serious. "Logan, why didn't you tell me the truth? Why didn't you want me to know about Sabretooth killing your family? And that you were worried he'd do the same to me."
"I don't know," I said. "I guess I didn't want to scare you. Plus I thought you'd accept me leaving easier if you didn't know. I figured you'd try to talk me out of going if you knew."
"Well, you figured right, I guess." We both smiled.
"I'm not saying I'll stay long term, you know," I told him, not smiling anymore. "I'll work with you on trying to come up with a plan. But if it doesn't work and I've got to go, I'm going."
He put one hand on my shoulder, looking right at me. "Will you promise me you'll tell me this time if you're going to leave? I want your word on it. I don't get why you wouldn't promise me before. It's not so much to ask, you know."
"Well, I guess I thought if I told you I was leaving you'd bug me about why."
"Okay, I can see that. You didn't want to tell me what happened and I wasn't likely to just let it go, if you told me you were leaving. But now I do know what happened to Yasuko and the kids. We're working on this together now. Please, Logan. Promise me this time you won't just leave without facing me if it gets to be too much for you. You owe me one good-bye." He was right in front of me now, both hands on my shoulders, looking at me real hard.
"Okay, Scott. I promise. I don't make a lot of promises, but I'll give you this one. I give you my word I'll tell you if I'm going."
He nodded, satisfied. I pulled him in to me, turned his head to the side, licked round his ear. "I don't want to stop either, Scott. I want you," I said, right in his ear, "I want you bad."
He looked around at the classroom. "Do you want to go to my room?" he asked.
I shook my head. "Nah, I want to have you right here." I grabbed onto his ass, rubbing against him now, sticking my tongue deep in his mouth. I could feel him getting hard, pressed against me.
He sucked on my tongue, moaned, sliding his hands up and down my back. I backed him up until he was pinned against the wall, still kissing him, stroking his hard cock through his pants. "I want you," I said again. "Turn around."
He did what I told him to, put his hands up against the wall. I undid his belt and his fly and let the pants fall down. Popped a claw and sliced the boxers off of him, then retracted it and just pushed against him again. Reached down with one hand and stroked those smooth round cheeks, reached round with the other and started playing with his hard dick, sliding my fingers along it. Pulling and tugging.
I was hard as a rock from feeling him like that, from hearing the sounds he was making. I undid my pants and pulled out my cock, my other hand still working him. Spread his cheeks and pushed it in between. Not into the opening, just up and down, rubbing against him, his cheeks squeezing some precum out of me.
"You want that?" I asked him.
"Oh, yes, Logan," he moaned. "Stick it in me. Push it in hard."
"I don't want to hurt you. I don't have anything with meÖ"
"I'll be okay."
I moved down a little, could feel his round ass against my belly, stuck my dick in between his thighs. "Press your legs together," I told him, and he squeezed me with those strong thighs of his. I started fucking him like that, in between his legs, pushed up hard against the wall. My hand was round his cock still and I was stroking him real slow but pumping into him fast. I pushed his head up against the wall with mine, his cheek to the wall, my tongue in his ear.
"Faster, Logan," he panted and I speeded up, matching the rhythm of my hand on his cock to my dick pushing between his legs now. Tugging hard on him with my thumb and three fingers, slipping my index finger into the slit, feeling it getting wet. He was holding my dick tight with his legs, rubbing his ass against me, leaning into my hand. I could hear him panting real hard. His mouth was open and he was licking his lips a bit. I held him by the chin for a minute and then stuck my thumb in his mouth.
"Suck hard on that, Scott," I told him, right in his ear. "Suck on it while I'm fucking your legs, while I'm rubbing your cock." He did what I told him, still grinding that beautiful ass against me, too.
I was almost there but wanted him to come first, so I stayed still for a minute, squeezed by his legs, just working him hard and fast with my hand, the other hand still on his face, thumb in his mouth.
He bit hard on my thumb when he came, his teeth sinking into the flesh. "Oh God, I'm sorry!" he said, as soon as he was aware enough to taste the blood and able to speak again.
"It's okay," I told him, humping him hard and fast. "It's fine now. Squeeze harder with your legs, Scott. Keep pushing back. Rub your ass against me. Oh, that's good." Pounded him into the wall, just loving doing it to him, realizing how much I'd missed having him. Pretty soon I was coming hard, getting those lovely swimmer's legs all wet and sticky. Then we both kind of sank down to the floor.
He took my hand, looked at my thumb. No marks now. "I'm sorry," he said again. "I didn't mean to do that." I told him it was okay. "It looks like it never happened."
"Yeah, like I told you before, the marks you leave on me don't show."
"Come stay with me tonight, Logan?" he asked. "For a while, anyway."
I told him sure. We just sat there for a few minutes, both thinking. "Are you scared, Scott?" I asked him after a while.
"Scared of what?"
"Of me. You know what happened to Yukio. Aren't you scared it could happen to you?" He shook his head. "How come?"
"I know you keep your promises, infrequent as they are."
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