Date: Sat, 30 Jul 2016 13:21:10 -0400
From: Jase Jason <jase-jason@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Outing of Scott  -  Chapter Twenty Eight.

THE OUTING OF SCOTT

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Chapter Twenty Eight

Paul seemed to be on tenterhooks during the course of the week leading up
to their parents' visit to their Aunt Madge.

"Jesus, Paul, what's goin on bro?" enquired Scott.

"I'm just kinda nervous that somethin's gonna happen to fuck up the weekend
man.  I gotta fair amount of dough invested in it.  What's gonna happen if
somebody gets sick?  Maybe the old man's boss will ask him to work or
somethin.  Maybe cousin Bert will be home for the weekend and the rents
will insist we accompany them.  Anything could happen."

"Paul, you are worrying needlessly man.  Ain't nuthin gonna happen.  If it
does I'll refund you your dough, okay?"

Paul seemed relieved and responded: "Well, okay, but I won't be happy until
I see the old man's car pull outta the driveway."

Scott laughed, came up behind Paul and grabbed a handful of his package,
giving it a gentle squeeze.  Paul acquiesced with a smile.

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After school Julian's cellphone rang and he was surprised to see the call
was from an unknown number.  Normally he would have clicked off but instead
he decided to answer the call.

"Hi Julian.  It's Lennie here.  Hope you ain't busy."

"Hi Lennie.  I didn't know you had my number."

"Yeah, well, I asked Scott for it and since we are buds I thought you
wouldn't mind."

Jesus Christ!  thought Julian.  Ain't nuthin sacred no more?

Lennie continued: "I promise dude I'll only call you if I got an emergency.
Would you mind if I came up to your place for a bit?"

Julian was curious so he agreed.  "Okay, lemme give you my address."

"Don't bother.
 I got it from Scott."

Julian changed into worn casual clothes, teeshirt, shorts and tennis shoes,
and within twenty minutes the front-door bell rang, heralding Lennie's
arrival.


Lennie was smiling from ear to ear and, when invited in, thanked Julian in
a polite way.  "I'll get us a soda and we can go into my bedroom."  said
Julian.  Soon they were ensconced there, Lennie in the easy chair and
Julian on the bed as usual.

"So, Lennie, you better tell me what the emergency is."

"Well, it ain't an earthquake or nuthin like that, but it is quite
important."

"Oh?"

"Yeah.  After I spoke with you at the tennis club, I thought about what you
advised me about askin chicks for a date and stuff and decided to do
sumthin about it.  I asked two of them who are in my grade if they would
like to go with me to the movies and they kind of smirked and said they
already had boyfriends in high school.  The little bitches.  And then I
checked out the girls a bit younger than me and realized I was wastin my
time.  I mean I don't think they even know what a dick is.  It was
embarrassing."

"Yeah, well, I told you that would happen.  At your age, the girls hook up
with slightly older dudes and the younger ones ain't yet ready to date.
Wait another year."

"But the problem is Julian that I am so fuckin horny all the time. I dunno
what I'm gonna do."

Julian laughed.  "Have you tried jackin off?"

Lennie didn't think it was funny.  "Don't make fun of me dude.  I told you
it was an emergency."

Lennie continued: "Tell me to shut the fuck up if I'm steppin out of line
okay?  I saw what you and Scott were doin in the rest room at the club.  Do
you think it's cool to mess with gay guys?  I know you ain't a fag but I
figured maybe Scott was."

Julian turned serious.  "Listen Lennie I don't discuss other people with
anyone.  Nor should you.  Please remember that.  It definitely ain't cool."

Lennie looked a little ashamed.  "I'm sorry Julian.  I didn't mean to.  But
I'm kinda goin nuts here."

"Okay.  For what it's worth. Assume some cute gay guy hits on you, it don't
have to be a proposal of marriage or anything like that, but if you sense
that he likes you and tries to catch your eye or if you catch him staring
at your package, stuff like that, and you feel that it would be hot to have
his lips around your dick, just give him a little encouragement like a
quick smile to indicate you know what's what, and it will all fall into
place.  Believe me.  Those guys are experts at what they do. And, very
important, it will not make you gay!  Capiche?"


Lennie looked almost relieved, as if he had experienced a sudden epiphany.
He smiled and said "Gotcha!"

Julian asked his young friend if he would like a beer.  Lennie's eyes lit
up and he replied "Hell yeah!"


"Okay.  But don't tell your rents I gave it to you."

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Paul heaved a sigh of relief when eventually the parents departed for the
weekend early on Saturday morning.  He had been liaising with Anthony
regarding the sourcing of the beer and weed and now called him to arrange
to move the precious cargo to his house.  Within an hour the weed had been
secreted in his bedroom and the beer stored in the fridge.  Scott had not
interfered; he was happy to leave it to his younger bro, who suddenly was
displaying good organizational skills.  Scott thought that their
"quarters", namely, adjacent bedrooms with a shared bathroom in between
were ideal for a get-together of this nature.  Paul's bedroom would be the
hub with the bathroom and his own bedroom available too.  And the rest of
the house would be safe from any depredations.  He assisted Paul in moving
some additional easy chairs from elsewhere in the house into his room.

By eight o'clock that night everyone had arrived.  Scott had harbored some
doubt all along whether Logan would attend but in the event he was the
first to appear.  He clearly seemed more than happy to become a part of his
newly-found circle of friends.  Shortly after his arrival Paul pulled into
the driveway; he had gone down to the apartment complex to pick up Anthony
and Julian.

Paul was clearly enjoying his role as "chief host" (Scott had left him to
it) and after welcoming everyone he explained that thereafter it would be
up to each of them to entertain themselves.  He fetched a supply of beer
from the fridge downstairs, loaded the first of three porn movies Anthony
had borrowed from his go-to man at the apartment complex, and not long
thereafter lit a couple of joints which were passed around.


Not surprisingly the combination of the beer, pot and porn loosened many
inhibitions and an air of conviviality prevailed.  Paul went through to
Scott's room and returned minus his shirt, eliciting a few wolf whistles.
Scott had to admit that his younger bro was a hot little fucker.  He had
nice looks, a good slim lightly muscled body, great legs and a hidden
package that promised much. His hair was always short and nicely styled and
his overall appearance was really eye-catching.  If Paul's objective had
been to get the party "started" as it were, he could not have chosen a
better way.

Logan was sitting in one of the chairs in front of the TV screen transfixed
by the images on the screen.  Paul sidled up to his chair and stood at the
side of it in such a way that his hips were pressed against Logan's
shoulder.  He made as if he too were engrossed in the movie; he knew full
well that Logan was aware of his presence.  Logan made no effort to move
away.  Paul hung his arm over the back of the chair and slowly moved his
hand down on to Logan's shoulder, touching it lightly.  Logan was
increasingly aware of the body to his right and knew that if he turned his
head his face would be plumb against Paul's junk.  He stole a sideways
glance and saw that Paul's dick was now becoming erect under his shorts.
Throwing caution to the wind, he put his arm around Paul's waist drawing
him even closer and at the same time turned towards him and felt the
outline of his cock against his lips.  He heard Paul say "Let's go through
to Scott's room."  and blindly followed him.  Julian was in the bathroom
but ignored them as they passed through.

Paul smiled at Logan and said "Let's see now.  Dude, why not take off your
tee and lie on your back on the bed."  Logan complied and Paul proceeded to
slip off Logan's sneakers as well as his own.  Paul climbed over Logan and
kneeled with one leg on either side of him.  Leaning forward a little, his
dick was no more than two or three inches from Logan's mouth.  He slipped
his hands behind Logan's head, lifted it towards his dick and exhorted him
to start licking the length of it which was now straining for release from
the prison of his shorts.  After a minute or two Paul raised himself and
with some effort managed to slip off his boxers and shorts.  He knelt back
down with his now bare butt and balls touching Logan's midriff and directed
his throbbing, leaking cock towards Logan's mouth.  He rubbed the tip of
his dick along his mouth exerting some pressure until he felt Logan
suddenly open up and accept his cock into his mouth and begin to lick and
suck on it with clear desire.  He started to fuck the boy's mouth in such a
way that the penetration of his cock became synchronized with Logan's own
efforts to please.  He figured he would restrain himself from throat
fucking him hard as he was tempted to do.  He could feel a load building up
in his loins and knew he would soon want to cum.  He did not want to spoil
this first encounter with Logan and so when he was close he whispered "I
really would like to cum in your mouth dude.  Are you cool with that?"
Logan really looked out of it but nodded his assent.  Paul started to fuck
his mouth with vigor and in a minute or so blew a huge load into his mouth.
He relaxed somewhat until he had expelled the remaining few spurts of cum
into Logan's mouth and then rubbed his wet dick over his lips.  Paul felt
behind him and grabbed hold of Logan's dick.  "You wanna get off dude?"  he
asked.  Logan replied "Later", so the two of them dressed and returned to
the other room to some applause on entry.

Scott had seen Julian enter the bathroom followed shortly by Paul and
Logan.  He followed thereafter and when he entered Julian, who was standing
in front of the toilet bowl, turned around and smiled.  Scott wondered
"What was it about this kid that turns my head into mush?"  He approached
Julian from behind, enveloped him with his arms, and took his thickish
smooth silky dick in his hand as Julian finished pissing.  He felt a little
shiver go up his spine as Julian's dick expelled the last three our four
spurts of his piss into the toilet bowl.  Julian was wearing his trusty old
tracksuit and had had the elastic waistband of the bottoms trapped under
his balls, something that sent Scott's mind into a kind of frenzy.


Scott retained Julian's cock in his hand and commenced stroking it gently
as it slowly but surely became erect.  He pushed Julian's shorts and
tracksuit bottoms down to his knees and began to properly masturbate him.
It was not long before he felt Julian's dick begin to stiffen perceptibly
and without further warning expel a copious load of cum.  Much of it fell
into the toilet bowl but Scott's hand too was covered in it.  Julian
relaxed and was able to see in the bathroom mirror in front of him, Scott
lifting his hand to his mouth and licking the remains of his load off his
fingers.  Plenty more where that came from, thought Julian.


Back in Paul's room, Julian saw that Anthony was lounging in an easy chair
with his legs sprawled out in front of him.  He looked as high as a kite;
Julian was not surprised as it did not take Anthony long to become that
way.  A few puffs on a joint and two or three beers was usually enough.  He
looked around, saw that there was nowhere to sit, so went over to his
friend and said: "Mind if I share that chair Ant?"  Anthony looked up, saw
that it was Julian, smiled and replied "Be my guest dude."  Julian asked
Anthony to get up and then he himself sat back in the chair, legs wide, and
pulled Anthony down between his legs on the edge of the chair with his arms
around him.  He nuzzled Anthony's neck making him shiver.

Julian slipped his hand down to Anthony's crotch and started to rub it with
his flat hand.  Anthony turned his head around and whispered "Yeah, that's
it dude.  Keep goin.  I'm lovin it."  Julian chuckled and replied "I know
Ant, you little whore.  I'm gonna take your dick out and get you off right
in front of these other assholes, okay?"  Anthony didn't reply but Julian
knew that meant he had no objection.  He unbuttoned and unzipped Anthony's
shorts and slipped his hand under the waistband of his jockey shorts.  He
felt for and found Anthony's dick and started to fondle it; Anthony's dick
was soon hard and, with some difficulty, he started to jerk it.  "Better if
you slip your shorts and undies down dude."  he advised Anthony, who did as
was suggested.  All interested parties were now treated to the sight of
Anthony's seven-incher cock standing high in all its glory.

Logan was standing in front of Julian and Anthony and he seemed to Julian
to be completely transfixed by the sight in front of him.  Julian caught
his eye and indicated with his free hand that he should get down in front
of Anthony.  Logan moved over towards them and Julian told him that he was
free to blow Anthony provided he stripped bareass for all to see.  For a
moment or two Logan's inhibitions kicked in but his desire overcame his
inhibitions and he stripped down before kneeling in front of Anthony and
taking his dick in his cocksucker mouth.  Anthony grabbed his head and
proceeded to mouthfuck him until after about three minutes he shot a load
down his throat.  Logan spluttering got up, picked up his clothes and ran
to the bathroom to re-compose himself.  "Think he'll be back?"  Anthony
enquired of his friend.  Julian replied "Hell yeah.  Now that he's had a
taste of it."

Paul brought through the pizza he had had delivered and over the next hour
the gathering wound down.  Before leaving Logan thanked Paul and Scott and
offered to host a similar gathering when an opportunity occurred.


To be continued (maybe) ...