THE OUTING OF SCOTT
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Chapter Twelve.
The following afternoon Scott wandered down to the beachfront with the purpose of confirming that Sean had been given a temporary job by Bill Kenny. As he entered he spotted Sean serving customers towards the front of the establishment resplendent in his Company outfit. It was a pity the cap he was wearing hid his so-cool haircut but he looked great anyway. Nearly all the customers, mainly girls, were sitting in Sean's designated area and every time he passed their tables they would twitter away and sneak looks at him. Bill Kenny saw Scott and came over to him. He thanked Scott for the intro and, laughing, said that business had doubled since Sean had appeared.
Scott decided to stroll along the beachfront, feeling good that he had been able to help Sean. Ruefully he reflected on the probability that Sean would end up marrying some wholesome mid-western girl before he was twenty. Lucky bitch!
He heard someone call out his name from behind and, looking around, saw that it was a beaming Carlos. He hadn't seen Carlos since that night when, in Carlos's car, he had blown him together with Pedro and Anthony.
"How you doin' dude?" Carlos asked. "OK thanks, how about you?" Scott replied. "I'm just great. Pleased to see you again." Carlos countered with a wink. Scott had liked Carlos from the very start and smiled.
Carlos turned serious and asked Scott: "I guess you heard about Pedro huh?" Scott nodded. "He had it coming." continued Carlos. "Kinda thought he was invincible and was reckless. I feel sorry for Angel, though, he was dragged down by Pedro."
"How so?" asked Scott.
"I guess you don't know too much about the world they lived in. Angel was like a slave to Pedro and spent his life pandering to him. Pedro treated him like shit but he seemed to get off on it. Like, for example, that motel room they had. No one lived there, they used it exclusively as a place Pedro's whores could drag their johns to. It was part of Angel's duties every night to clean up the place after every encounter; remove all the shit like booze bottles and cans, drug stuff, used condoms, dirty towels, make up the bed, you name it. Then at close-down at two in the morning, he went home to the apartment he shared with Pedro to sleep until the start of another day. He was like a servant in that apartment and all he got out of it was a beating if he stepped out of line. Like I told you, Pedro's world was not a good place to be."
"Jesus!" mused Scott, more to himself than Carlos.
They strolled along for a few more minutes until Scott heard Carlos say "Uh oh." Scott looked up and saw Pablo and Bobby approaching from the opposite direction. Pablo had his hand up to his mouth and then he and Bobby laughed. Carlos informed Scott: "The Hispanic one is a neighbor boy of mine. Always hangin around and on the make."
"I know. He accosted me in the Arcade yesterday. I gave him a few bucks for the machines. He then offered his dick to me." Scott laughed, "I was tempted. I think he's a hot little fucker."
"Really?" laughed Carlos.
Pablo, with Bobby in tow, came up to them. "Hiya Carlos! Hiya Scott! Whaddaya know. My two main big bros together at once."
Carlos countered: "Jesus! Are you already out of bed? This must be a fuckin record for you."
"Aww. Come on bro! You know I got nuthin to keep me in bed for. Nuthin but my hand, that is." Pleased with himself, he looked at Bobby, who sniggered.
Carlos put his hand in his pocket, pulled out a five and gave it to Pablo. "Here, don't spend it all at once!" Pablo laughed and said "You have my word bro. I don't often have such a large amount to throw around." With that he and Bobby went on their way, picking up and throwing pebbles, and pushing each other around.
Carlos addressed Scott: "I gotta go Scott. Meetin some dude. If you like, I could hook up with you later tonite. Say, at about eight?" Scott replied: "Fine, Carlos. See you then."
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When Scott got home he remembered that he had promised to call Julian and fished around until he found the slip of paper Julian had slipped into his hand when he and Anthony had left the apartment the night they had hung out with him. He added the number to his directory and called Julian.
When Julian discovered who was calling he sounded a bit pissed and said: "You were supposed to call me Scott. Not like in the future but in the present."
"Yeah, I know, Julian, sorry about that. I mislaid your number and only just found it. I didn't remember that I had put the slip of paper in my wallet for safekeeping when Anthony and I left your place. I was feeling a bit zonked at the time."
"Yeah, well, that was kinda obvious. Did you add my number to your directory now?"
"Yeah, I have."
"Good. Lemme have yours." Scott gave it to him. "OK, I've added it. Listen, Anthony's old girl is goin away for a coupla days with her boyfriend, leavin her car behind. Anthony has got a learner's licence but ain't supposed to drive without a qualified driver in the car. So, if the three of us get together, you can be that person. Can you make it tonite?
"Unfortunately not Julian. But I can definitely hook up with you guys tomorrow night if that's OK with you."
"Damn. Pity you didn't call me before you made some other arrangement. OK, I'll call Anthony and you can fix up somethin with him."
Julian rang off.
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At eight that evening Scott waited for Carlos about a half block away from the Arcade and pretty soon he saw Carlos's car approach. It pulled up next to him and when Scott looked in the window he was surprised to see Pablo sitting quiet as a mouse on the passenger side.
Carlos informed Scott he had agreed to give Pablo a ride. "The question now is whether you want him to join us; if not, he can hop out and go look for Bobby." Pablo stared straight ahead not saying a word.
"I gotta say I wasn't plannin on this. If he wants to join us, I don't mind but I don't have any money on me." Scott informed Carlos.
"Forget about money dude. You would be doin him a big favor and I, like a mug, always give him a few bucks. You heard Scott. What you wanna do Pablo? You wanna come along?"
Still saying nothing, Pablo nodded yeah. "OK then. Hop in the back." Pablo scrambled over the seats into the back to allow Scott to sit next to Carlos up front.
Carlos drove off towards his favorite night parking spot; in the meantime nothing was said while they listened to a local radio station. When they had parked, Carlos asked Scott "You gonna climb in the back or what?"
Scott replied "Yeah OK, whatever", exited the car and got into the back with Pablo. "I gotta take a piss." announced Pablo. Carlos and Scott laughed and Carlos told him to hurry the fuck up. When Pablo got back in the car, Carlos told him "Just take it easy. Scott's gonna take care of ya. No one is gonna bite your dick off."
Scott, with a reassuring smile for Pablo, leant over towards him and softly groped his package. Pablo's pants were pretty worn and thin and Scott could feel his junk quite clearly. He rubbed his dick softly for a while until he felt the kid begin to relax, then unbuttoned his fly and delved inside. "Lift your ass a little babe. Lemme push down your pants." Pablo did as he was told. The kid was wearing pretty raggedy undies and from the pissy odor emanating from them they had to be unwashed. Scott gave the pouch a perfunctory lick or two. "Your briefs too Pablo." Pablo again lifted his ass and Scott pushed them down to his knees.
What was displayed to Scott was as expected a small package but slowly Pablo's dick began to harden under his touch. Scott took the head of his dick in his mouth and immediately tasted the boy's slightly acrid piss; Scott did not find it unpleasant. He had always wondered about the taste of a young boy's piss and now took the opportunity of bathing the head of Pablo's cock in his mouth. He felt Pablo give a little shiver. Scott slowly started to suck the boy's dick taking more and more of it into his mouth as it stiffened. When Pablo was completely erect, his dick was rock hard and Scott began to lick it up and down; he was able to take it into his mouth all the way down to Pablo's sparse silky pubes. Suddenly without warning Pablo grabbed at Scott's head and unloaded in his mouth. Scott tasted the boy's thinnish precum-like semen over his tongue. He retained it in his mouth savoring the sweet taste, and then when Pablo started to pull away swallowed it. Scott hoped that Pablo would remember his first blow-job; he certainly would. Pablo started to dress and Scott got back in the front seat.
Scott proceeded to give Carlos a slow methodic sucking-off in the manner he knew he liked which allowed Carlos to joke around with Pablo as if he, Scott, were not even there. "So, dude." he asked him. "How did you find your first blow-job?" Pablo replied: "Just fucking awesome bro. Now I want one every day." Carlos laughed and said "You should be so lucky!" Pablo countered: "Oh yeah? Scott sure seemed to like me."
They both laughed. Soon Carlos grunted and grabbing Scott's head by the ears, holding it firmly in his crotch, delivered a load into his mouth. He pulled out and rubbed the remains of his cum over Scott's lips with his dick. "Enjoy that dude?" Scott nodded yeah. "Good, plenty more where that came from. Let's get going then."
When he got home, Scott saw that Anthony had left a message for him on his phone, telling him to call. Scott wasn't going to risk another rough encounter that night, so he did not call. However, he knew that Anthony would undoubtedly be pissed at not getting a call from him; he decided that he would call him first thing in the morning.
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When Scott called Anthony the next morning he was not only pissed that Scott had not called him, but was also annoyed that Scott had woken him up.
"Julian called me and told me you were unavailable to us last night, which meant of course that one night was wasted while my old lady was away. He suggested I should fix up somethin with you for tonite. Can you be here at 7.30? We can take it from there."
"Yeah, sorry about last night. I left my phone at home and when I got back it was late and I didn't wanna disturb you. I'll see you at 7.30 then."
"Cool." said Anthony and clicked off.
To be continued..........