Date: Sun, 19 Jun 2016 06:53:57 -0400
From: Jase Jason <jase-jason@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Outing of Scott  -  Chapter Twenty Seven.

THE OUTING OF SCOTT

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Chapter Twenty Seven

On the Tuesday morning Julian reminded himself that he would need to take
his swimming kit to school.  A practice was scheduled for that afternoon.
Jesus, how the fuck had he become involved in crap of that nature.  What
was the point of it he asked himself.  And he was pretty sure that that
dumb coach had been stealing glances at him for some time now.


During the course of the practice Logan had kept up this pretence of being
one of his best buddies and in the locker room afterwards he approached
Julian and informed him that his mom was involved with one of her
charitable causes that afternoon and would only be back home quite a bit
later.  He would thus have her off his back and it provided the perfect
opportunity to enjoy a beer or two.  Would he care to join him?  He would
run Julian home afterwards.

Julian didn't immediately respond, appearing to give it some thought.  He
knew full well what Logan was after and he wouldn't really be averse to
having a beer and receiving some sexual attention.  "Actually I had a
coupla chores to attend to today, but okay a beer does sound good." Logan
gave him this big smile and said "Great!  Lemme get my stuff and we can get
outta here".

As they walked across the parking area towards the car, Logan's cellphone
rang.  Julian didn't pay any attention; some of these dudes lived on their
phones.  Logan caught up with him after he rang off.  "That was Scott.  He
was callin to see if I would be home.  I said yeah so he is gonna look in.
No problem I hope?"  "Nope." replied Julian, somewhat surprised.  "The more
the merrier."

Logan suggested to Julian he go upstairs to his bedroom ("You know the
way") while he filched some beers from the fridge in the garage.  Julian
wandered upstairs, took a piss, and was soon ensconced in Logan's room.  As
was always his wont he settled on the bed with his back to the wall and
legs outstretched.  He picked up the TV remote and surfed until he found
some or other sports channel. After a minute or two Logan entered with a
six pack of beers and, smiling, said "Cool.  Glad you made yourself at
home."  He grabbed a small side table, placed it at Julian's feet and
handed him a can.  He himself sat at the foot of bed and popped a beer for
himself.  They clicked their cans, said "Good Luck!" and turned their
attention to the TV.  After their earlier exertions at school, they both
drank half the contents of a can with relish.

About ten minutes later they heard a car in the driveway and Logan hopped
up and made his way down to the front door to admit Scott.  They returned
to the bedroom and Scott greeted Julian with a "Hi dude. All okay?"  Julian
smiled and nodded yeah.  "Been down to the tennis club?"  Julian informed
him that he had been down there once, chiefly to keep his promise to
Lennie.  Scott said "Oh yeah.  I remember that."  Laughing he continued
"That little guy is gonna be a real hottie in a year or two."  Julian
smiled and said "Yeah, I agree.  He's got everything it takes."  Looking
directly at Scott, he remarked "I saw you checking him out dude.  But until
then you gonna have to look elsewhere."

Julian was beginning to feel the effects of the beer and decided that,
despite the arrival of Scott, he still wanted to get his rocks off.  He
sprawled his legs out and gave a loud yawn.  He noticed that Logan was
eyeing the bulge in his shorts appreciatively and he looked embarrassed
when Julian caught him at it.  Scott, being Scott, knew full well what was
transpiring but kept up a pretense of looking at the TV screen.

Julian let his hand drop to his hardening dick and gave it it a squeeze.
Turning to Logan he said "You wanna catch a feel dude?"  Logan needed no
second invitation and, without a word, placed his open hand over Julian's
bulge, kneading it softly.  The throbbing dick made his head swirl.  "Yea,
that's it dude.  He really likes you Logan.  Why don't you slip your hand
under my shorts and get to know him a little better?  If you really want to
that is."  Logan, with this mesmerized look on his face, merely nodded and
licking his parched lips, followed Julian's suggestion.  He shivered as his
hand came in contact with Julian's silky hard dick.  The head was sticky
with precum.

Scott by now had dropped the pretense of watching the TV screen and was
openly gazing at the action unfolding between Julian and Logan.  Jesus
Christ! he thought to himself, that Julian really was a smooth-talking
little bastard!  Scott himself was by now all horned up and wondered
whether there was any possibility that he could get in on the action.  He
didn't want to spoil Logan's fun though; he was like "new" and no doubt had
all sorts of pent-up frustrations needing to be released.

Julian turned to Logan and suggested that it might be a lot better if he
slipped his shorts and boxer briefs down.  Logan, ever compliant now,
nodded his agreement and extracted his hand from under Julian's shorts to
allow him to do so.  Logan surreptitiously lifted his hand to his face and
smelt the intoxicating odor of Julian's dick.  The scent was a combination
of Julian's oozing precum and the remaining few drops of the piss he had
taken earlier.  It was heady stuff to Logan.

Julian stretched his arm around Logan's shoulder and guided him down
towards his crotch.  "Dude, if you wanna taste it a little, go ahead.  It
would be really great if you gave it a little mouth action.  Like suck on
the head and use your tongue on it."  Logan needed no further encouragement
and went down hungrily on the throbbing dick in front of him.

Scott meanwhile had decided that he would join in the action.  He was by
now beyond caring.  He got up and knelt at Julian's feet.  He untied
Julian's tennis shoes and slipped them off; then lifted Julian's legs and
slipped his shorts and boxers over his socks.  He moved up close to
Julian's tight hairless balls and proceeded to lick them generously, before
taking one, then the other, then both in his mouth.  Julian let out a moan
urging both young cocksuckers to greater efforts.  "Yeah that's it bitches,
don't stop until I give the word."  Julian lifted his ass and forced Scott
down between his legs; Scott lifted Julian's balls with his tongue and
started to lick under them; Julian forced his head down further until the
older boy reached his butthole, which he proceeded to rim, causing Julian
to moan with pleasure.  Logan meanwhile had been licking and sucking on
Julian's dick with relish, like an eight-year-old with a popsicle.

Julian had been edging for some minutes but eventually reached the stage
where he knew he would have to blow his load.  It would be a mighty
explosion and, curiously, he wanted to see it.  When he was close, he
ripped off his tee shirt, grabbed Logan by the hair and pulled him off his
cock.  His ejaculation felt enormous and it truly was; he looked down to
see pools of pearly white cum all over his lower chest and abdomen.


Scott climbed on the bed; Julian now had Logan on one side of him and Scott
on the other.  Both boys seemed inordinately interested in the baby batter
displayed on Julian's body and Scott ran his forefinger through a pool of
it and lifted it to mouth and sucked it off his finger.  Logan, emboldened,
smilingly did the same.  Clearly it was a first for Logan.  But it wouldn't
be the last, thought Scott to himself.

Julian was feeling kind of spent but he thought that this might be the time
to re-emphasize his dominance of the situation.  He didn't really
understand why he felt that way but if he had these dudes at his beck and
call as it were, there would surely be benefits for him.  They would both
be back sniffing for a repeat performance, he was sure of that.  And he was
determined to stave off any outlandish idea they might begin to harbour
that he was some younger "boy toy" they could manipulate at their pleasure.

Scott was half leaning over Julian's midriff.  Julian placed a hand over
the back of his neck to keep him there and softly said "Dude, it would be
SO fuckin hot if you were to lick the remains of my load off my body.  I
ain't never had nobody do that for me and I been thinkin about it for some
time now.  Of course, if you don't get off on that, there's no problemo.
It's just that I thought you MAYBE would like it too."  Without further
ado, Scott lowered his face to Julian's abdomen and started to lick the
remaining cum off his body.  Logan, not to be outdone, did the same and
with both older boys slurping up the remains of his load, Julian was soon
90% clean.  He smiled and said "Thanks guys, that was super great!  I
better just go through and wipe myself down a bit."

When Julian returned from the bathroom, he looked over towards the bed and
saw that Logan and Scott were in the process of getting each other off.  He
grabbed a beer, sat down in an easy chair and watched the show.

@@@@

After supper that evening Scott went through to Paul's room and asked him
what arrangements had still to be made regarding the get-together at the
week-end.

"Have you managed to speak with that guy Andy from school?"

"Yeah, I did ask him but he hummed and hawed like the little asshole he is
and said he would come back to me.  So far he hasn't."

"Okay.  Then leave it for the time being.  I'll chat with Logan."

"Logan?  Whatever.  I'll call Anthony regarding the booze and weed.  He has
all the connections.  But I'm gonna need some dough."  Scott fished out his
wallet and and gave him what he had.


Scott went back to his room and called Logan.  He thanked him for inviting
him that afternoon and continued:
 "Listen dude, me and my bro have the house to ourselves this weekend and
we are hosting a little get-together on Saturday night.  Apart from us,
Julian and his buddy Anthony will be there.  I was wonderin if you would
care to join us?"

"Wow.  Thanks Scott.  That sounds amazing.  I sure would like to come."

"Great.  That's a date then.  Don't let us down okay?"

"No way!"  replied Logan.

@@@@

The following afternoon Julian changed into his tennis togs, grabbed his
racket and walked down to the tennis club.  There was bound to be someone
there he could hook up with for a set.

The moment he made his appearance, he was joined by Lennie.  He was all
smiles and asked if Julian would like to play a set.  None of Julian's
usual partners appeared to be there, so he agreed.  It turned out to be
quite competitive and, when they had finished, Lennie asked if he could buy
Julian a soda.  "Sure dude." replied Julian.  Lennie walked over to a table
at the far end of the veranda, dumped his racket and went over to the
vending machine.

When he returned they sat down across from each other and drank their
sodas.  Julian gave Lennie the once over.  Suddenly, it appeared to Julian,
Lennie had somehow changed in appearance.  He was no longer this little kid
he was accustomed to; he had assumed the look of a teenager.  And, Julian
suddenly realized, his voice had changed.  It was all like gruff as fuck!
Julian didn't want to embarrass Lennie in any way so behaved in his normal
fashion.  He knew that kids of Lennie's age sometimes had problems dealing
with oncoming adolescence.

Lennie addressed Julian: "Dude, just tell me to get lost if I'm steppin
outta line okay?"

"Okay.  What's up?"

Lennie looked a little bashful.  "Julian, you are the nearest thing to a
big bro I have.  I don't have nobody else to talk with.  Would you mind if
I asked you for some advice about sex and stuff?"

To be continued...........