THE OUTING OF SCOTT
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Chapter Thirteen.
Later the same morning Scott took a stroll along the beachfront checking out the cute guys most of whom were there with girls of roughly the same age. He thought to himself that the majority of them probably never enjoyed a proper blowjob; maybe just a tame make-out session, if that. No wonder so many of them were game to mess around with gay guys, provided it was on the down low of course and that no reciprocation was involved.
His phone rang and he checked to see who it might be. It turned out to be Anthony. Now what did he want, Scott wondered; he had spoken with him less than two hours ago. When Scott answered, Anthony said: "It's me dude. I forgot to ask you earlier. Can you lay your hands on some beer for tonite. Neither Julian nor I have a connection, and we don't have dough either." Scott himself had not yet righted his finances but he knew that his father bought booze at the start of each month and kept the beer in a spare fridge in the garage. Scott replied: "I can't make no promises but I'll see what I can do. I'll call you later if that is OK." Anthony informed him: "Cool. Sounds promising. Call me if you can get some. Probably best if you bring it around to my place this afternoon."
Now as luck would have it, Pablo was hanging around the entrance of the Arcade when Scott strolled past on the other side of the road. Pablo, never one to miss a trick, immediately spotted him and yelled "Scott! Wait up!" Scott looked to see who had called him although by then he realized it could only be Pablo. He waved and took a seat on one of the open-air benches overlooking the beach. Pablo crossed the road and joined him, giving him one of his stunning smiles. "What a pleasant surprise dude. After last night, I been in a great mood; and now this, running into you too. Thanks again for taking care of me Scott.
It was fuckin awesome; I hope you had a good time as well."
"Sure Pablo. It was great." Pablo, clearly pleased at Scott's response, gave him another smile.
Scott had never noticed it before, but ever since he had seen the state of Pablo's briefs the previous evening, he had become aware of how poorly the young guy was generally turned out. Now he was wearing the same shirt and trousers as the day before and Scott surmised, smiling inwardly, probably had on the same briefs. The same ones he had involuntarily licked, he reminded himself. He realized now why Carlos slipped Pablo a coupla bucks at every turn. He resolved that he would little by little out of his allowance buy this cute boy some new stuff to wear.
"What kind of briefs you like to wear Pablo?" he asked.
"What? Why you askin me that for dude?
"Just coz I wanted to get you a lil gift when next I get my allowance. And sexy briefs are so fuckin hot-looking."
Pablo smiled and winked. "I got the impression last night dude that you liked the ones I got on. Don't kid me now."
"There ain't no kiddin you Pablo. I did like em, you know that."
"Well, I seen some nice CK's in that men's shop on the corner. You seriously gonna buy me some Scott?"
"Didn't I just say so? Just don't bug me about it OK?"
"Jesus, I really wish you were my big bro, Scott. But you can do it only on one condition."
"And what's that Pablo?"
"That I give you all my old ones in return." Pedro gave Scott this devilish knowing smile.
"It's a deal." replied Scott."
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When Scott got home at mid-day he immediately went into the garage to assess the beer situation. He had never filched stuff from his father's booze supply before but on this occasion it was kinda different. Anthony and Julian would definitely look to him to get the beer and probably for them the success of the evening depended on it. It certainly horned them up no end and he had discovered that the beer enhanced his own pleasure too. And anyway he would replace the beer when he got his allowance.
He discovered that the fridge was loaded to the rafters with beer and so it was most unlikely that two six-packs would be noticed as missing for a short period. All that was necessary now was to be able to smuggle them out of the house. At lunch his old girl announced that she was attending a tea (or some such shit) that afternoon and would be a little late getting home. She asked Scott what his plans were and when he said he would probably go to the beach, she exclaimed "Lovely! It's such a nice day." She then said to Paul "And what about you darling?" Scott smiled to himself as he saw Paul cringe at the use of that term in reference to himself. He informed them that the guys who were trying out for baseball (or was it football, Scott barely knew which started when), were getting together at the school. The bottom line was that within the hour both his mom and Paul would have left the house and he would be able to smuggle the beer off the premises.
Paul left soon after lunch and his mother, after messing about seemingly for ages, eventually left too. Scott collected the beer and called Anthony to tell him he had managed to source the booze. "Great!" enthused Anthony. "I'm at home alone so bring it down. I borrowed a porn vid from that dude I know in the complex, so we can take a peek at that. Don't let on to Julian tonite that we didn't wait for him before lookin at it. I don't think he's at home at the moment; he was gonna visit some new cocksucker in his grade that he's using.
I'll expect you in about a half hour OK?"
Scott set off for the apartment complex where Anthony lived.
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Anthony was indeed on his own when Scott arrived at the apartment and when he saw that Scott had brought not one, but two, six-packs, he honestly looked as if his birthday and Christmas had both arrived early. "Now that's what I like!" he informed Scott. "Some dude who's asked to do somethin, and that dude exceeds what he's been told to do. Fuckin excellent! Since we now have plenty of beer, I figure we can afford to have one each this afternoon." He took the beer from Scott and disappeared into the kitchen area with it.
Anthony, like all teenagers, did his entertaining in his bedroom. He had been fooling around with an X-Box before Scott arrived and suggested that they play a few games before having the beer they had promised themselves. Anthony soon tired of the games and asked Scott to get a couple of cans from the fridge in the kitchen. While they had been playing with the X-Box, they had both been sitting on the edge of the bed but, when Scott returned with the beer, he saw that Anthony had swung his legs around and was now lying full stretch on the bed with his head on the pillows. He had the remote for the DVD player in his hand. Patting the bed next to him he indicated where Scott should sit and suggested that they drink their beers before looking at the vid. Scott said "Sure." and sat next to Anthony; his thigh unavoidably pushed against Anthony's one leg.
They sipped their beers and it wasn't too long before Scott felt Anthony's leg press a little harder against his thigh. He moved away slightly but as soon as he did so, Anthony again moved his leg against him. "I been so fuckin horny all day dude; looks like you may have to do sumthin about it." Scott brought his arm around and let his hand rest on Anthony's crotch; he could immediately feel the hardness of his dick and squeezed it appreciatively. "Nice....." Anthony mumbled. Anthony unbuckled his belt, undid the button of his jeans, unzipped, and lifting his ass a little told Scott to push down his jeans. "Just the jeans, leave them undies." he instructed Scott. Anthony himself lifted his tee-shirt.
What was now displayed before Scott's eyes was a beautiful hard teenage body which was nicely tanned. Against that backdrop, Anthony was wearing a sparkling white pair of briefs. Jesus, thought Scott, I could just eat him up! Scott couldn't help running his hand along the hard, smoothness of Anthony's inner thighs.
Anthony told his cocksucker "You doin well so far. You better start on my dick pretty soon, otherwise we gonna have an accident." Scott moved up to Anthony's crotch and started to lick up and down the length of his rock hard cock through the fabric of his briefs. He found the odor of Anthony's piss and the taste of it when he sucked on the pouch of his briefs intoxicating. "Take my dick out!" instructed his boy master. Scott lifted the waistband of the briefs and Anthony's member was released and slapped against his abdomen. He removed Anthony's briefs and proceeded to lick his balls; he spent some time sucking on his sac before moving further up and licking along the length of his dick. "I'm pretty close bitch. Take the head in your mouth, give it some tongue and gently rub my dick." Scott did what he was told and with Anthony writhing on the bed, was soon rewarded with a hot thick load of boy cum over his tongue. After a couple of minutes, Anthony withdrew his dick from Scott's mouth and said: "Swallow that load bitch! I'm gonna go clean up."
Anthony went through to the bathroom and when he returned Scott followed him to wipe away the remains of Anthony's cum around his mouth.
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While Scott was in the bathroom, he heard obvious noises coming from the DVD player and deduced that Anthony had started to play the porn vid in his absence. He went back into the bedroom and found that Anthony had divested himself of his tee shirt and was lying back on his bed viewing the vid.
Anthony informed Scott: "I figured you wouldn't wanna watch this straight vid dude, so this is what you do. Take off my sneaks and socks, then climb between my legs, take my dick in your mouth and suckle it while I am watchin. OK?" Scott needed no second bidding and did as he was told. Anthony became slightly erect while Scott sucked softly on his dick but was clearly not yet in the mood for a repeat performance.
After about ten minutes of watching the vid, Anthony announced: "I need to take a piss. I don't wanna mess the fuckin bed up so let's go through to the bathroom. Move your ass bitch, it's becomin kinda urgent." Anthony hustled Scott through to the bathroom and pushed him down on to the toilet seat. Loudly he said "Open up!" and with that shoved his dick into Scott's mouth, almost simultaneously letting go a stream of piss. Scott, at Anthony's behest, had previously licked up the remains of piss on a toilet seat in the boys' restroom at the school playing fields, but this was the first time he had been forced to take a full load. He struggled to swallow all of it and when some escaped from his mouth and spilled on the floor, Anthony gave him a hard slap on the face and yelled at him to finish the job without fucking up any further. Anthony fed him the last few spurts, and went back into the bedroom, instructing Scott over his shoulder to make sure he cleaned up properly the mess he had caused.
When Scott went back into the bedroom, Anthony had dressed and was on the phone to Julian, informing him that he had obtained beer and that he was welcome to come around any time after seven. To Scott he said: "Time for you leave faggot. Be back here at 7.30. On the dot, hear?" Scott nodded yeah and made his own way out of the apartment.
As he made his way home, he realized that a new stage had been reached in his relationship with Anthony. What had happened that afternoon was not gonna be an isolated instance, and he would be faced with it continuously. But Anthony had him by the balls; there didn't seem to be any way out of it. He had been turned into Anthony's cocksucking, piss drinking bitch.
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Julian had arrived home a few minutes before Anthony called him. He had earlier gone over to Wesley's place, not out of choice but because he didn't want anyone to see the little faggot come to his apartment. Ever since he had visited Wesley the day that that fucking college boy Bob had been there, Wesley had been clinging on to him like a goddam leech. He continually called him on one pretext or another and on two occasions he had seen him walking past the apartment complex. He had heard a lot of stuff said about fags but Wesley's behavior was fucking outrageous. He had in the first place visited him just to be polite and had even allowed Wesley to suck him off, which was a pretty decent gesture considering that he could have any number of girls do it for him. Now the little asshole couldn't get it through his head that they were not boyfriend and boyfriend. So he had decided to go to Wesley's place and put him in the picture. Wesley's eyes had lit up when he saw Julian at the gate, but Julian had told him in no uncertain terms that he was to desist from calling him in future and that what had happened was just a once-off thing, not a marriage proposal. Wesley had started to cry but Julian had told him to shut the fuck up and act like a man. Yeah, right! thought Julian, rolling his eyes. To mollify him, Julian had told Wesley he was bound soon to meet some nice gay boy at school to hook up with. Anyway the whole episode today had been rather unpleasant and just proved to Julian that some people would always try to take advantage of one.
Julian cheered up a little when Anthony informed him that he had got hold of some booze (Ant had his own connection for weed, so he was sure that had also been taken care of), and the thought of partying that night with that cock hound Scott was an enticing prospect.
To be continued...............