Date: Sun, 5 Jul 2015 15:15:53 -0400
From: Jase Jason <jase-jason@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Outing of Scott.  Chapter Thirteen.  Gay Authoritarian.

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."

@@@@

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.

@@@@

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.

@@@@

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.

@@@@

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...............